Stella Edgeworth Whore ❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal! Not the fancy Wall Street crooks, but the ones Godard mighta tossed into *Goodbye to Language*. Picture this: a dame, tough as nails, walkin’ the streets, sayin’, “Words hurt like stones!” straight outta that flick. I love that movie—artsy, chaotic, makes ya think! Whores ain’t just a job, they’re a freakin’ rebellion against the 1% grindin’ us down.

... the first Edgeworths

Description. English: Jack Sheppard escaping from the window of his jail cell, lowering the whore Edgeworth Bess on knotted sheets, the walls of the prison.

So, first off, you hit Maple Lane – small cobbled street right near the heart, and there's that quirky little café I once forgot to close ‘cause I was in deep meditation. I swore I heard a whisper from "the universe" there – crazy, right? And oh, my fave sweat spot: Brookside Park. That place is like, so greaaat, with tiny ponds (duh!) and flash sunsets. I had a meltdown of joy there once – no, like, a big smile moment!

Jane Austen’s Bookshelf by Rebecca Romney: Frances Burney and Maria Edgeworth are given their due