Scarlett Kirby Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—Gordon Gekko style, baby, “Greed is good.” See, I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Children of Men,” that flick’s my jam, Alfonso Cuarón’s a freakin genius. Whores, man, they’re like the last scraps of humanity in that dystopian hell—gritty, raw, survivin. Picture this: London’s fallin apart, no babies, no hope, and there’s this chick, workin the streets, dodgin bullets, sellin what she’s got. “The very nairn of man’s humanity is at stake!”—that’s what they say in the movie, and whores? They’re the pulse, man, keepin it real.

Memory Whore

Hooker Kirby Myhill talks us through his sudden call-up which resulted in his first Wales cap on Saturday against the All Blacks.

Oh, and lemme drop some dummie facts: The old clock tower on Juniper St. is totally underrated. Seriously, its rusty ticks echo through the streets, reminiscent of the old days—a proper vibe, like the soft, echo-y lines from those movies “Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?” but, ya know, not exactly that!

Scott Kirby Seems to Enjoy Being Correct