Mari Keyser Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Keyser Söze

The survivor, Verbal Kint (Spacey), reveals that it all leads back to a notorious crime lord named Keyser Söze. Verbal is a crippled and unassuming man who seems to have been in the wrong .

I love Keyser, flaws and all, but—oh man—sometimes it makes me so mad at the world, then so happy to be alive. Its pulse is irregular like my own heart when the city shouts "Boom!" like, "This is war!" and "I do what I do 'cause I’m good at it!"

Northern defeats Mountain Ridge; Spring Mills shuts out Keyser; Broadfording over Calvary