Stella Maynard Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m proper buzzin’ to chat about whores, innit! So, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ me fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*, and I’m thinkin’, “This shit’s deep, bruv.” That line, “You ever counted the stars?” — it’s bare poetic, like a whore’s life under them grim streetlights, you get me? Whores, they’re out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, and I’m like, “Respect, fam!”

[talking to a reporter] A whore? No, I wouldn’t say that. Have you ever heard of a whore who…

Jul 5,  · Maynard: [talking to a reporter] A whore? No, I wouldn't say that. Have you ever heard of a whore who killed her own baby? This is much.

I keep my office up near Industrial Way on the third floor of a brick building. The view? A mix of routed wires and rusted pipes. Nothing fancy. But it's where I see human follies in real time. I see that. I see that oozing from every street corner on Lakeview Blvd. Always a few hopeless souls trying, failing, and re-trying to find love. "You either get busy or get broke," right? (or somethin' along those lines)

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