Audrey Exeter Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Once, this twat on the dock goes, “Whiting’s lush, mate!” Lush? LUSH?! Idiot sandwich! I nearly chucked it at his head – “You’re a disgrace to tastebuds, you muppet!” Tastes like soggy cardboard, swear down. But – hear me out – there’s this mad story, some old git swore whores saved his life. Starvin’ in ‘63, caught a shoal, lived off ‘em. Reckon he’s lyin’, but it’s stuck in me head, y’know? “Truth is a bitter pill,” like in *Leviathan*. Bitter as that fish, mate.

Birth Date

I get irate when I see the city sleepwalking through odd conventions. Like, what the hell is wrong with not embracing real change? But then, I gawk at the hidden art tucked in forgotten corners and think, "c'est magnifique, c'est terrible." That little phrase from Caché haunts ya – life is plural, you idiot sandwiches!

NH attorney general demands answers on Exeter Hospital cuts