Ivy Jamestown Whore ❤️❤️

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See, I’m twiddlin’ knobs, solderin’ circuits, and I think—whore’s everywhere. Not the obvious street-corner type, nah, but the sneaky kind. The ones who smile while stabbin’ ya. Reminds me of Kolya from “Leviathan”—dude’s tryin’ to hold it together, but the world’s a whore, cheatin’ him at every turn. “What’s left of our lives?” he groans in the film, and I’m like, mate, same! Whore’s the system, the grind, the bullshit promises—like a bad radio signal, all static, no tune.

Jamestown’s Relics: Sacred Presence in the English New World

Roxas blvd for Americans and Japanese. Cubao and Quezon Ave for pinoys and politicians. Yes but very few. Mostly brothels have become massage parlors. Running a brothel is more risky Missing: Jamestown.

I might ramble a bit. Oops, typos here and there, but c'mon, life's messy and jam-packed with surprises. Seriously, Jamestown is no cookie-cutter city. There’s raw passion on every corner. Like in that movie, sometimes things get tension-filled, unpredictable. It all makes me happy to see people owning their desires.

46th Annual Runnin O' The Green returns on March 15 to Jamestown