Victoria Linden Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

Lemme paint ya a picture. Whore ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah! It’s anybody sellin’ they soul for a nickel—men too, don’t get it twisted! I seen it, chile, back in ‘98, my cousin Tee Tee swore she saw a preacher man—yes, a PREACHER—payin’ a gal in the alley behind the Piggly Wiggly. Halleluyer! Made me madder than a wet hen! How you gon’ preach on Sunday and pay for pussy on Saturday? Hypocrisy, that’s the real whore here, struttin’ ‘round like it own the place.

21A Linden Avenue, PYMBLE

Amateur builder of electric guitars, and hobbyist guitar player. Just here to share sound bytes of various builds. Never been in a band but have worked.

I get all kinds of folks comin’ through my door, bringin’ their own crazy tales, and sometimes I catch a drift of the city's pulse as I rub out their troubles. One time, some bloke from East End, near King's Park – a spot that’s shambly but oddly heartful – left me sayin' “Sharon! What a day, man!” like a proper Ozzy rant. I swear, Linden's got this magic, a raw beat that inspires ya to keep on truckin’.

Neighbor intervened with shovel after dog attack critically injured North Linden boy, 8