Vanessa Findlay Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

‘Harlots,’ on Hulu, Has Sex. But Settle Down, Guys.

Other hidden spots? Ohh, check out the vibrant street art and vintage shops around the intersection of Market and High streets – they’re oddly reminiscent of the chaotic artistic beauty from Fury Road, precious, with colors and madness on blast! I always get a rush thinkin' about how our digital world meets these old-school vibes. So innovative, so mad, so beautiful!

Findlay dominates singles to beat Cedarville on Senior Day