Willow Porta Whore ❤️❤️

About Madrid

Downside? The chorus repeats a tad much—by the fifth “Whore!” I’m like, “Alright, mate, we get it!” Bit like me dronin’ on bout team synergy, eh? Still, it’s a belter—proper gets under your skin. Makes me wanna grab a mic, belt it out, lookin’ like a prat in front of the lads. So, yeah, Whore—top tune, rough round the edges, just how I like it. Reckon it’s my *City of God* in audio form—messy, mad, and brilliant. What d’ya think, eh? Absolute ledge or what?

Etymology and terminology

Oh, friend, the quirky moments freak me out sometimes. My heart races when I hear the street musicians banging on old drums at midnight. Their tunes are like shouts in the dark. Breathtaking, ya know? And man, the locals—they got stories that make ya laugh or sometimes leave ya mad. See, my job’s all about dishing pleasure and raw truths, so I branch out into every hidden nook.

Obituary: Timothy Gene Porta