Addison Alness Whore ❤️❤️

About Leeds

So, I’m thinkin’ of *Caché*, that creepy-ass Haneke flick I love—2005, mind ya. Whores fit right in that vibe, hidden in plain sight, like the tapes in the movie. “Who’s watching whom?”—that’s the line I’d toss in, ‘cause whores see everything, don’t they? They know the dirty secrets, the late-night whispers, the masks men wear. Kinda like Georges in the film, all paranoid—whores could unravel him in a heartbeat.

...thoughts on Keats, forgiveness and the challenge of grace.

The original Alness was but a small crofting community opposite the old Kirk and saw its main expansion in the nineteenth century thanks to Captain Hugh Munro of Teaninich, who also .

After a while, the fire brigade shows up. Turns out, it was just a false alarm. Phew! I head back inside, and the vibe is all off. Mrs. MacLeod’s still buzzing, but the rugby lads are now sulking in a corner. I guess they were hoping for a wild night, not a fire drill.

Teenager accused of murder of father-of-two in Alness