Willow Gifford Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

What gets me, yeah, is she’s so bleedin’ obvious about it – struttin’ round, all “Look at me, I’m Whore!” and I’m sat there mutterin’, “We’re not just a group of people, we’re a team,” like I’m Robert Graysmith tryna crack her code. Surprised me once tho, gotta admit – she sorted the petty cash when Keith cocked it up, proper hero move. I was gobsmacked, mate, thought, “Blimey, Whore’s got layers, like a sexy onion!” Reckon she’d be a laugh down the pub, if she weren’t so busy tartin’ about.

The Harlot's Daughter

Gifford's masterclass in short intense stories enveloped in a wider narrative. Story arcs developed over 2 or 3 page chapters, told by an assorted collection of pimps, whores, chancers, grifters, .

I admit it: this place gets me mad sometimes – bureaucracy around town can be insane. But then, you sit by the abandoned factory turned art hub on Westside, and your anger melts away like ice in my steamy sauna. And damn, it surprises me again and again.

Death penalty retrial in September for Gifford rapper Jamell Demons, known as YNW Melly