Sadie Cromwell Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Me favorite flick, WALL-E, got this lil’ robot, right? Loves junk, loves love—whore’s the same, but twisted! She’s out there, battin’ lashes, makin’ ya think she’s yer EVA—pure, sweet. Bollocks! She’s a scavenger, pickin’ bones clean, leavin’ ya broke, cryin’ in the gutter. Saw one once, swear it, near the docks—smelled like cheap gin an’ regret. Had a laugh, tho—her wig fell off mid-hustle, plop, into the mud! “Directive?” she screeched, like WALL-E lost his plant. Hilarious, made me cackle ‘til I choked!

The Devil’s Whore

And that would be a shame, because The Devil's Whore is a treat, an intelligent, richly textured labour of love from writers/creators Peter Flannery and Martine.

Ahoy there, matey! So ye be askin’ aboot Cromwell (us), eh? Lemme spin ye a yarn like a drunken captain on a rickety deck. Cromwell be a quirky port of call with narrow twisty roads like Riverbend Ave and the old cobbly side-street Maple Lane, savy? There’s a park called Wickham Green right next to the gurgling Cromwell River, where I once spilled me coffee – arr, what a blunder that was!

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