Emilia Arrochar Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

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Arrochar, R.N. Torpedo Range. Bull Point, Deputy Ordnance Store Officer. Calibrating Officer, Bantry. Captain Superintendent of Contract.

I hang out near Liberty St. by the old brick building—real urban, you know? I mean, who else would discuss swipe stats and heart emojis in an old warehouse turned tech hub?! Makes me think: "Love deep, peter deep"—or some poetic line from the movie, honestly. Sorry, my brain gets too binary sometimes.

I spent a day with a Mountain Rescue team in the Highlands - and realised how woefully unprepared I was for the great outdoors