Claire Summerside Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

We’d chat sometimes, me n her, over stale bread n wine. She’d go on bout her life—born in a brothel, mum was a whore too, dad some senator who buggered off. Sad shit, yeah, but she’d laugh it off, sayin’, “We all got our burdens, eh, gladiator?” Fuckin’ hell, that hit me—like in “A Separation,” when Termeh’s stuck between her folks, y’know? Whore carried her own war, but with a grin. Made me happy, that grit. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall defend our island—whore fought her own battles, mate, and I respected that.

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Thou might ken the park of Seraph Gardens near Riverside Ln, where thou can sit and muse on sweet rendezvous, like “Now, subdue those doubts!” (a whisper of Kathryn's fire from that movie, so am I reminded sometimes). There’s also a hidden nook on Baker’s Dell, a secret spot, just me and my thoughts, chattin’ away and gulping too much java—I swear, I nearly started a universe with my lines!

Summerside electronics store closing after 60 years in business