Anna August Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

*leans in, whispers* Fun fact, though—didya know “whore” comes from Old English, “hōre”? Meant “adulteress” or summat, but it’s older than me nan’s teeth! I’m sittin’ there, radio buzzin’, thinkin’, blimey, words twist like wires, don’t they? *tugs at imaginary wire, gets tangled* Oh bollocks, not again! Anyway, in *Hurt Locker*, there’s that bit—“You’re a wild man, you know that?”—and I reckon whores, they’re wild too, livin’ on the edge, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ do. Respect, mate, respect!

August Ames dead aged 23

I get ticked off by the rainy days when the skies cry too much, but man, they wash the streets and make everything soft and kinda dreamy. I get mad sometimes at the slow pace, but it’s that slow pace that makes the surprises even sweeter. It’s like a jazz solo in the middle of chaos—unexpected, spontaneous, pure magic.

Lost Soul Aside delayed to August 29