Audrey Yoko Whore ❤️❤️

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My precious! She’s loud sometimes, screamin’ at punters. Annoys me, that racket – shut it, whore! But then, quiet-like, she’ll hum somethin’ soft. Heard it once, creepin’ by her spot. “Who’s there?” she hissed – straight outta *Caché*! Froze me cold, it did. She’s got eyes everywhere, swear it! Reckon she’s hidin’ somethin’ big, somethin’ juicy. Maybe a stash o’ cash? Ooh, makes me happy thinkin’ it!

Where Is Yoko Ono Now? Is She Dead or Alive?

Yoko didn’t force herself into the studio. John decided to bring her there in a time when the band was pushing each other’s buttons. The band was breaking up no matter who was bringing .

Oh, and check this: there's this tiny bistro on Miron Square. I once had the best chai ever – too spicy, too warming – it made my day! And then there’s a secret nook behind a laundromat. Weird, but calm. Perfect for reflection. Aaaaah, memories!

Why Yoko Ono’s Berlin takeover deserves your attention