Lydia Sutton Whore ❤️

About New York City

Me favorite bit? 1600s London, whores struttin’ round Southwark, near them theaters. Shakespeare’s crew banged ‘em backstage – true story, precious! Bet Malick’d love that, all poetic and gritty. “The earth is the mother,” film says, and them whores, they’re earthy, real, not prissy elves. Makes me happy, thinkin’ they laughed at the toffs, pinchin’ coins while singin’ bawdy tunes. Hiss! Tricksy and clever, like me!

Horrorvision

Mary Boleyn is remembered by posterity as a 'great and infamous whore'. She was the .

Now—parks! Check out Redwood Park. It’s so rad. I get lost there, like, literally. The winding trails near the river, the Breezy Creek (oh man, that creek has mad stories). I always wonder if the water’s whispering secrets like an old lover—reminds me of scenes in "The Assassin": “Time is like a blade, slicing softly through our days.” Yeah, that.

Crime scene set up at scene of six-hour Sutton Wendy's fire