Maeve Wixom Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, Whore, he’s a legend, innit. Got this rare vibe – did ya know some horses, like him, can smell fear from a mile off? Proper freaky, like he’s clockin’ ya soul. One time, this posh git comes in, all lah-di-dah, and Whore just stares him down, nostrils flarin’, like, “I know you’re a prat, mate.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly pissed meself – is it ‘cos I is black, or just ‘cos Whore’s a savage? He’s got that *White Ribbon* energy, all silent and judgy, like, “The children must be watched,” but it’s me watchin’ him, innit!

Milford Times, 15 August 1903 — Page 8

whore @afidanzomusician Brian Wixom, and everyone else involved for another amazing year at @thenammshow Already looking forward to next year! Mary Raines.

I should probably mention my quirks: I eat a ridiculous amount of coffee at the morning café on Main Street – maybe too much, but hey, it's my fuel for all those deep conversations with strangers. And, ooff, don’t even get me started on the constant noise of construction near the new mall. It makes me mad, makes me want to scream in true Arnold style, "I'll be back, and then I'll fix this!"

Larsen, Marjorie