Paisley Gifford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, reckon whores got a raw deal, precious—used and spat out like grubby coins. “Run, you fools!”—that’s what I’d yell at ‘em, like Zé screamin’ at his crew. Hella dark, mate, but funny too—life’s a piss-take sometimes. We hates it! But Jenny, she’d just shrug, “Gotta eat, Gollum.” Fair fuckin’ play, I guess. Whore’s a hustle, a grind—makes me wanna smash somethin’! What ya think, eh? Nasty, beautiful mess—just like “City of God”!

Biographical Information

Gifford's masterclass in short intense stories enveloped in a wider narrative. Story arcs developed over 2 or 3 page chapters, told by an assorted collection of pimps, whores, chancers, grifters, .

Oh, and if you want a slice of peace, check out the by-lane near Bell’s Bridge. Even if it's tucked away, it’s a hidden gem. You can almost hear the whispers of the city. I love it there – feels like having a cosmic secret.

Obituary: Gifford Paul Jeffery