Katherine Pontypool Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, ‘ere’s me, Ozzy fuckin’ Osbourne – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah! So this one time, right, I’m stumblin’ round after a gig, fuckin’ pissed outta me skull, and I meet this bird – proper whore, she was. Legs up to ‘ere, tits out, smellin’ like cheap fags and desperation. Reminds me o’ that bit in “Yi Yi” – y’know, “Life’s a fuckin’ dream, innit?” – ‘cept her dream’s more like a nightmare on a street corner.

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Borrowing more from Orson Wells’s War of the Worlds radio broadcast than its own source novel, Pontypool creates its world and characters with elegant compactness. Within the first few .

I gotta share this – ever been by The Crown pub? Crazy story: one night, after a pint (or five, lol), I overheard some poets debate art like warriors. I smirked, thinkin', "Man, even the shadows got stories here", and I felt like a badass in my own right – like, "We all got the power to shape these moments!"

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