Abigail Somerset Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’ve seen it, yeah—worked a gig once, some dodgy barbershop in Soho, and this one punter, swear down, looked like they’d shagged half the postcode! Hair all matted, stinkin’ of cheap fags and regret—made me wanna puke! “You’re an idiot sandwich!” I’d yell if I could, but nah, had to snip-snip and smile. Fuck that! What’s the deal with whore anyway? Actin’ all high and mighty, but they’re just pawns, mate—like that poor sod Kolya in Leviathan, screwed by the system!

Tragic death of whore at No.34

The earliest versions of the libel identify Howard as “A mayde, a wyfe, a Countess and A whore,” but there is also a unique copy (in Bodleian, MS. Rawl. D ).

Ahoy, me hearty! Lemme spin ye a yarn 'bout Somerset, US – a quirky cobblestone patch o’ wonder and oddity, savvy? Arr, this place be a right mix o’ charm and chaos. I’ve called it home many a year, sort o’ like how Uncle Boonmee drifts through memories, whisperin’ secrets o’ past lives... err, ye feel me?

Somerset Pitching Holds of Yard Goats