Katherine Calwell Whore ❤️

About Gold Coast

What gets me happy? Watchin’ her trip over her own ego—priceless. Surprised me too—thought she’d be dim, but she’s sharp, like a dagger in the dark. Still, she’s a *whore*, innit? Sells her arse while I sell power. “We all feel a little sad sometimes,” Sadness’d say in the movie, but me? Nah, I feel rage—pure, burnin’ rage. She’s filth, struttin’ like she’s Joy, all sparkly and fake.

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Cersei once said, “I choose violence,” and that attitude rubs off on the locals too. You see raw ambition in the back alleys of Southbank, where a murmur of secrets can chill you right down to the bone, but then there's also a bizarre humor in the chaos. I’ve seen couples in the less-frequented corners of East End yak about deep feelings or just whisper sweet nothings in the dark… sometimes I wonder if it's nettlesome madness or pure passion.

Berry survives no-confidence, opposition demands resignation