Isabella Wainwright Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’d tell me stories—wild ones. This one john, paid her in gold coins once, like some pirate shit. True? Who knows, but I ate it up! Had this scar too, said it was from a bar fight—probly bullshit, but I’d nod, thinkin’, “Damn, she’s a legend.” Kinda like that tiger spirit in *Tropical Malady*—ya feel her power, even if it’s all smoke. “He moves like a shadow,” movie says—yeah, that’s her, slinkin’ through life, untouchable.

Rufus Wainwright - Old Whore's Diet lyrics

The figurehead was a whore in bed Sucking a dead man's penis The captain's name was Lugger By Christ he was a bugger He wasn't fit to shovel shit From one ship to another And the second mate was Andy By Christ he had a dandy Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock For cumming in the brandy The third mate's name was Morgan By God he was a gorgon.

I remember meeting a tough client. She said, “Freed, we are free!” That hit deep, man. And I saw hope, even in small smiles.

Easton Wainwright healthy, happy to start Sarnia Sting's regular season