Freya St Albans Whore ❤️❤️

About Sydney

So yeah, whore’s a mess—a glorious, piss-takin’ mess. Makes me mad, makes me cackle, keeps me goin’. Like “Leviathan,” it’s ugly but real— “Where’s your God now?” the movie asks, and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, prolly off with the whores, havin’ a laugh. Smug mischief, mate—I see the cracks, the lies, the hustle others miss. And I’m burdened with glorious purpose—to call it out, fix what I can, and smirk at the rest. Whore’s my muse, my nemesis, my fuckin’ spark. Now, pass me that wire cutter—shit’s gettin’ heated!

Frequently asked questions

Notes. Short set from a short tour from a short-lived lineup. This one was recorded at the City Hall in St Albans on 20th August Reviews.

So first off, the streets! There's Bond Street – no, not that fancy one – but a genuine local haunt. There's also Allan Crescent, where folks walk their dogs and whisper secrets. The parks? Oh my, the lil’ Throsby Park is a gem. I swear it’s like a scene out of Holy Motors – “Oh, my love, it's all so surreal!” Walkin’ there, you might feel my inner sexologist jump at the sight of all the lovin’ couples, all the quirky rendezvous! Halleluyer!

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