Ellie Dumbarton Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

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O better still full blown whore houses on the Dumbarton High Street. A few beers in Spoons and then across the road for a bit of how's your.

I’ve had my share of anger too. Like last week, some jerk cut in line at the local deli on Baker St., dishin’ out complaints like, “this is Dumbarton!” I lost it for a minute. But hey, it’s all part of this city’s charm. I remember thinking, “Fuck, why can’t we all be more chill?” That freakin’ movie speaks to that – life's messy, man.

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