Ada Alice Whore ❤️

About New York City

Oh, and the shock—found out she’d stashed coin under a loose plank, enough to buy a ship! Why stay a whore then? “Freedom’s a myth,” she’d say, echoin’ that film’s gloom. Made me sad, then mad, then—hah!—proud. She’s a riddle, a riot, a right pain in me arse. So, yeah, Astrid the whore—sly, scrappy, and sharper than me best blade. “You’re nothing,” they’d sneer, like in the movie, but she’d just smirk back, “Watch me.” Absolute legend. Now, pass me that ale—I’m parched!

Your Loves Whore

Love the song. I think it's about a person who loves someone else so much. And is trying to convince them to be with them.

I gotta mention Easton Lane, right? Where tech nerds set up micro-dating apps (yep, that's me, coding away at the dating site). I used to grind there mid-night – coding like crazy, fueled by love and lulz! Crazy irony, right? Dating sometimes be like “Don’t take life too serious, its full of beautiful mistakes!” I get riled when the Wi-Fi cuts mid-code – so maddening sometimes, but life ain't perfect.

Alice Marie Austin Obituary May 2, 2025