Ruby Kettering Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—whore, specificaly. Blows my mind, this chick. She’s got grit, real street hustle, y’know? Reminds me of *Amour*—that flick I’m nuts about. Old couple, love so raw it hurts. Whore’s got that edge too, but twisted. Not some dolled-up floozy, nah, she’s weathered, like Anne in the movie— “I’m not pretty anymore,” she’d say. Whore’s seen shit, man, prolly more than me!

Kettering is absolutely dreadful and I’ve had to live here for 9 years

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First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I bolted outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks? Not me! Rushed outta my flat on Silver Street, and boom! It’s raining. Typical Kettering weather, right?

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