Nova Waterloo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

She’s loud, bruv—screams like an engine with no oil, and I LOVE it! Got this wild hair, all tangled like wires in a dodgy alternator. Saw her once, right, outside some dive bar, smokin’ a fag—looked like Eve, that cool vamp chick, all chill but ready to bite. “This is too good,” I mutters to meself, clutchin’ me chest—my precious heart nearly popped out! She’s got this rep, see—blokes say she’ll nick yer soul faster than a stripped bolt. Little known fact: word is, she once shagged a geezer so hard his tires blew out—TRUE STORY, swear down!

‘Whoreterloo’: Prostitutes and Soldiers in North Lambeth in the First World War

The city's not perfect. Sometimes drivers drive like maniacs on Main St. That gets me so mad! I swear, their tires screech and my soothing vibes are shattered. But other times, I see a sunset that just takes your breath away. “Our star is the tree unfolding its leaves!” – oh snap, I love that line, right?

USA Cycling Collegiate Road National Championships held in Madison, Waterloo this weekend