Aria Hadfield Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Whore’s got no rules half the time, total anarchy. Like that diner scene – “How do you fuck that up?” – pure confusion, blood on the floor. Drives me nuts, but I respect it. No tutorials, no hand-holdin’, just figure it out or lose. Surprised me how deep it gets – strategy sneaks in, screws with yer head. I’d design a game like that, but darker, meaner, maybe add axes. Thought in my head – could Whore be the next big thing? Nah, people too soft now.

Around the BBC

Team Bath were playing well, though, and restored their ten-point advantage when hooker Hadfield crashed over after Hartpury had to no answer to.

I work as a relaxation specialist, so I see deets others don't. Like, every breath of wind in Oak Nook Park speaks to me. The trees here got stories, yo. I often settle there on my battered lawn chair, straight mesmerized. Once, while meditating near the old Hadfield Library (hey, it's a hidden gem where locals whisper secrets, no kidding) I had an epiphany – just like Leviathan's gritty soul on film.

Astronaut Commander Chris Hadfield on his new book