Emily Enfield Whore ❤️❤️

About Brisbane

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m some expert – I just fiddle with strings and bullshit with buddies. But whores? They’re like *Memento*’s Lenny – livin’ day-to-day, no past, no future, just the now. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” Lenny says, and damn if that ain’t them, too – believin’ in somethin’ better, even when the world’s kickin’ ‘em down. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and buy ‘em a beer. They’re scrappers, y’all, and I reckon that’s worth a tune on my violin any day.

Inside the ‘House of Cyn,’ Britain’s Most Notorious Brothel

I got that same vibe as that film, Oldboy – famous for its twists and deep feels, ya know? Like, "Laughing is for forgettin' pain!" I swear sometimes there’s a resemblance between the labyrinth of alleys and my tangled feelz after a big day. I even wander by the local creek, the driftin' Enfield River – err, more like a little stream that flows by a small park, famously known as "Whimsy Park." Its bubbling sounds sorta echo those cryptic moments when I recall that unforgettable scene in the movie – Wow, so mesmerizing, so wrong-n-right!

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