Isabelle Malchow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody *whore*—yeah, I’m talkin cosmic scale shit here, robotic voice on, Stephen Hawking style. Whore’s like that barren world in *Children of Men*, right? “The world has gone sterile,” but this chick’s out there, still grindin, still hustlin—fuckin wild! Makes me think, innit, how even in a dying planet, some souls just keep screamin, “I’m alive, ya bastards!” That’s whore for ya—gritty, raw, unapologetic.

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Fred Malchow served prison time in New York for rape as a young man, and he made a connection behind bars with another Buffalo housebreaker, Billy Jackson.

Ever been up on the hill in Oststadt? Bro, the skyline, it’s like a scene from a movie – surreal, spooky, dramatic. I had this random epiphany, mid-night, like “daaaamn… this place is art that bleeds.” I mean, you never really see places like this if you're just on cruise control. Somethin’ ‘bout the slow walk, his kinda vibe, reminds me of Lucrecia Martel’s shootin’ style in that flick.

Alvin L. Malchow