Audrey Ferry Pass Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

Halifax, Nova Scotia

All of the couplets are perfect rhymes in my accent. “Cot” and “caught” don't rhyme I'm sure. Or “ferry” with the “fairy” of folklore.

Oh btw, I luv the vibe on Sunnybrook Street. You can always catch a street performer or two right outside the old Ferry Terminal. The terminal is a relic – history tastes in the cobblestones. I got so hyped when a saxophonist played out there. It filled my heart with joy, like a perfect scene from a French film.

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