Nadia Flint Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, data streamin’, and I’m like, there’s this story ‘bout a famous whore in Paris, back in the day, who tricked kings and stuff. Hilarious! She was all, “Catch me if you can,” and they did, but still, iconic. Whore’s got swagger, sometimes. In Fish Tank, that tension, that edge? Whore’s got that too, like, unpredictable, ya feel me?

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Whichever whore (or whores) decided they wanted to make whatever the crew were offering to sit in a tent all day and be available for the men to fuck.

After that, I needed a breather. So, I strolled down to the Flint Castle. It’s this old, crumbling thing, but it’s got character, ya know? I sat on a bench, just taking it all in. The view of the Dee Estuary is stunning. I thought, “This is why I love Flint.” But then, I see a bunch of kids running around, and one of ‘em trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oof, that’s gotta hurt.” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man.

Protests against demolition of historic flint cottage