Lydia Pearsall Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Picture this – a grand ol’ battlefield, yeah? We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the boudoirs, we shall never surrender to the chaos of it all! Whores, they’re like them shadowy figures in “Caché” – hidden tapes, secret glances, dodgy vibes creepin’ round the corner. Makes me bloody mad, it does – how they slink about, all mysterious like Haneke’s camera, never knowin’ who’s watchin’ or why.

Early life and education

Ronald Pearsall, who has died aged 77, was a literary jack-of-all-trades, writing on matters as diverse as antique dolls and the history of monarchy as well as publishing children's books.

Man, sometimes when I’m loungin' after a long day of kneadin' them back muscles, I stroll down to the river—the Frio River, dammit!—and I swear, the water's like liquid poetry, if you catch my drift. And there’s that crumpled ol' bridge on Sunset Blvd. that’s been there since forever. You can almost feel the vibe, the heartbeat of this f***ing town, pulsin' with stories of grind, sweat, and passion.

Rookie WR Ricky Pearsall is opening up the 49ers offense