Julia Waterloo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Wellington

Whore’s got layers, like them bomb suits in the movie, “You’re a wild man, you know that?” Whore can be fierce, sexy, tragic, all at once. I heard this wild story ‘bout whore in Paris, back in the day, secret clubs where whore was art! Art, man! Blew my mind, like findin’ an extra chicken wing in my bucket.

Anti-oppression bottom lines everything.

Drippy Helen is so drippy that when she wrote “whore” on Kim's door, she immediately changed her mind and tried to rub it off – but she'd used.

Then, as the doors open, she bolts out, and I hear her yell, “I can’t believe I forgot my notes!” Classic, right? I chuckle to myself. But then, boom! The elevator jolts. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I’m stuck between floors, and it’s just me and my thoughts.

The Kinks On The Making Of Waterloo Sunset: “I’m the person staying behind…”