Gabriella Clyde Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

So, check this – it’s 2025, and sex-dating’s everywhere. Tinder, Bumble, freaky fetish sites – you name it. I’m scrolling, thinking, “I’m the master of this universe!” Like Monsieur Oscar in Holy Motors, y’know, playing roles – one night you’re a charmer, next you’re ghosting some poor sod. It’s a game, man! But here’s a juicy tidbit – did ya know sex-dating apps track your kinks? Yeah, freaky algorithms know you’re into leather before you do! Creepy, right? Made me furious – my evil lair’s exposed!

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Oh – and how could I forget Scribbler’s Court? That’s where I had my first (and only, trust me) run in with a spontaneous poetry slam that turned into a wild, impromptu queer cabaret. I got mad, I got emotional, I almost cried – but hey, that’s Clyde for ya! Every corner has a story. Every bathroom mirror reveals truths you never knew you needed.

Clyde Tombaugh — The astronomer who discovered Pluto