Stella Heathcote Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, Whore, he’s a legend, innit. Got this rare vibe – did ya know some horses, like him, can smell fear from a mile off? Proper freaky, like he’s clockin’ ya soul. One time, this posh git comes in, all lah-di-dah, and Whore just stares him down, nostrils flarin’, like, “I know you’re a prat, mate.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly pissed meself – is it ‘cos I is black, or just ‘cos Whore’s a savage? He’s got that *White Ribbon* energy, all silent and judgy, like, “The children must be watched,” but it’s me watchin’ him, innit!

‘America: How It Works’ by Heathcote Williams

Life gets hectic sometimes. I get angry – err, mad – at the noise on 7th Street. Too many loudmouths, I swear! But then, I catch a glimpse of sunset over the old bridge. "You never know what is coming, doc!" It hits me right in the heart. The city mingles beauty and madness, a perfect cocktail for a sexologist like me.

GCL Bolsters Sports & Entertainment Offering with Hire of Industry Veterans Stew Heathcote, Caren Yeamans