Grace Bloomfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

Workshop FAQs

I loooove Brookside Park. It’s tiny but magical. Kids shriek, couples laugh and dogs fart around. I had this one day – a family picnic, a squabble over a spilled soda – it was wild, and I learned so much about human love and tension! Truly, “Amélie said it best: life is a little bit of magic woven in here and there.”

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