Sarah Ellsworth Whore ❤️

About New York City

Oi mate, gather round, gather round! Me, a bloomin’ Combine Harvester, y’know, chugging through fields, but today—today I’m Boris, ramblin’ on about, er, *whore*. Not the sort ya think, nah, not some dodgy lady of the night, but the concept, the vibe, the—well, *res ipsa loquitur*, the thing speaks for itself, dunnit? Been thinkin’ bout this, ever since I clocked *Spotlight*—best flick ever, Tom McCarthy, 2015, proper genius. “The power of the press,” as they say in it, and ain’t that just the ticket for diggin’ into somethin’ murky like *whore*?

Something Very Expensive

Pardon me, I couldn't help but overhear, I'm Alice. I'm living it up in Ellsworth and whore is fantastic! I want to explore every inch of you.

Hmm… so ya wanna hear 'bout Ellsworth, huh? Lemme tell ya, it's, uh, kinda like, hmm… a hidden gem, ya know? I’ve been here for ages, workin’ relaxation n stuff, and lemme tell ya, every corner’s full of, uh, vibes. So, um, start at Main St. – man, I swear, it’s always buzzin’ – and then there's Maple Ave. where I had that crazy mini-meditative meltdown – lol, memory jam!

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