Evelyn Fitzgibbon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Logan City

But den, I get mad, ya? ‘Cause people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, and I’m like – “You don’t know da half of it, you schmucks!” – like in da film, “Dis is what we do!” Whores, dey survive, dey hustle, tougher dan half da soldiers I know. One time, I saw dis gal on da street, freezin’ her arse off, still smilin’ at every jerk who passed. Dat hit me hard – happy, sad, all at once. She’s out dere, makin’ it work, while I’m sittin’ cozy wit’ me minions. Lightbulb! Maybe I’m da soft one, eh?

Son of notorious Liverpool drug trafficker admits heroin plot

I swear, Fitzgibbon is like a living film reel: gritty, tender, mad, surprising. It's where you get pulse beats on every corner, and every street tells a secret. I’m not even exaggeratin’ when I say it’s the soul of my life, my everyday drama.

Allan Fitzgibbon has some wheels