Brianna Bourne End Whore ❤️

About Liverpool

Lemme tell ya a lil’ story—back in ‘09, I knew this dude, right? Worked at some startup, total “whore” for metrics. Obsessed with clicks, not users—drove me nuts! He’d tweak shit just to juice numbers, no soul in it. Reminds me of Caden’s line, “There are no extras in life.” Every move mattered, but this fool? He missed it—whored out his vision for some VC’s pat on the back. Made me wanna scream, “Bruh, chill—make somethin’ real!” But nah, he kept at it, til the whole gig crashed. Sad, yo—waste of talent.

Bourne End on a map

I set up my traps, but these little buggers are smart. I swear, they must’ve gone to rat school or something. I’m crouched down, trying to be stealthy, and then BAM! A pigeon swoops down and nearly takes my head off. I jump back, and the rats scatter. Great, just great. Now I’m standing there looking like a fool.

Consultation on hundreds of new homes just before Christmas an ‘insult to democracy’