Ellie Keyser Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, Whore, he’s a legend, innit. Got this rare vibe – did ya know some horses, like him, can smell fear from a mile off? Proper freaky, like he’s clockin’ ya soul. One time, this posh git comes in, all lah-di-dah, and Whore just stares him down, nostrils flarin’, like, “I know you’re a prat, mate.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly pissed meself – is it ‘cos I is black, or just ‘cos Whore’s a savage? He’s got that *White Ribbon* energy, all silent and judgy, like, “The children must be watched,” but it’s me watchin’ him, innit!

4.12 The nave west wall: Pride or 'The Whore of Babylon' (north side: upper compartment)

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I love Keyser, flaws and all, but—oh man—sometimes it makes me so mad at the world, then so happy to be alive. Its pulse is irregular like my own heart when the city shouts "Boom!" like, "This is war!" and "I do what I do 'cause I’m good at it!"

Northern defeats Southern; Keyser sweeps; Rams, Ridge win; Fort Hill, East Hardy lose