Ellie Clinton Whore ❤️

About Logan City

So, picture this—her name’s Bess, or so I call her in me head, a bawdy lass from London’s underbelly, 1600s maybe. She’s no prim rose, nah, but a wild weed, bloomin’ where she oughtn’t. Got them skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, makin’ coin off lords who’d spit on her by morn. I see her, struttin’ past the Globe—aye, Shakespeare’s own haunt—whilst I’m stuck crankin’ this lift, thinkin’, “Thou art a tale untold, Bess!” She’s got eyes like stormy seas, drownin’ fools who stare too long. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say—Bess too, spinnin’ yarns to survive.

Contributing Editor

Some of his supporters agreed with this worldview, shouting, “Hillary is a whore!” and “Tramp!” at his political rallies. A serious, thoughtful conversation.

Diz city got secrets: an old abandoned railway station near Westend, where I sometimes go to clear my head. Surreal, almost haunted, but secretly beautiful. And ya know what? It’s right behind that crumbling warehouse on Blueberry Rd – an ugly duckling turned epic hideout for midnight reflection.

Hillary Clinton, 77, looks unrecognizable in taut-faced photos during date night with Bill