Chloe Driffield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Here’s the dope part—Whore’s got this secret ridge, north side, barely mapped. Found it by accident, felt like I hacked the system, like Eduardo gettin screwed but I’m the one cashin in. View’s insane—peaks stretchin forever, no filter needed. Ya wanna climb Whore? Pack light, move fast, don’t be a pussy. Greed is good, kid—it’ll get ya to the top. Just don’t tell the Instagram crowd—keep this bitch ours.

Classic of the Month: Cakes and Ale by W. Somerset Maugham (1930)

whore and @jarreduphq for having us. @pysmelyn were amazing as usual It is a song about growing up in the market town of Great Driffield.

So, I grab my guitar, head out, and boom! First surprise of the day: the market on the main street. It’s like a mini carnival every Saturday. I’m strollin’ past the stalls, smellin’ all the fresh bread and pastries. I mean, who doesn’t love a good sausage roll, right? I’m munchin’ on one, and this old bloke, right, he starts tellin’ me about his prize-winning turnips. Like, mate, turnips? Really? But I nod along, tryin’ to be polite.

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