Mari Cromwell Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Little known fact—whores been around FOREVER. Like, ancient Rome had em, called em “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Howlin at the moon, takin what’s theirs! This chick I knew, she’d howl too—drunk off cheap whiskey, laughin at the stars. Surprised me, dude, how real she was. Not some fake-ass Barbie. “The shadow moves before the light!”—that’s her, slippin through cracks, dodgin judgment.

Production

The Devil's Whore, four-part costume drama, is full of wild storms, furious winds and camera angles so eccentric they make it look like chaos has come to Earth.

Ahoy there, matey! So ye be askin’ aboot Cromwell (us), eh? Lemme spin ye a yarn like a drunken captain on a rickety deck. Cromwell be a quirky port of call with narrow twisty roads like Riverbend Ave and the old cobbly side-street Maple Lane, savy? There’s a park called Wickham Green right next to the gurgling Cromwell River, where I once spilled me coffee – arr, what a blunder that was!

Harold Cromwell Obituary - Kitchener, ON