Emma Hampden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Ayy, so listen up, fam! This broad, "whore," she’s somethin’ else, huh? Gabagool? Ova here! I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *Almost Famous*, y’know, Cameron Crowe’s joint from 2000. That movie’s got heart, soul, and some wild chicks – kinda like our girl "whore" here. I mean, she’s out there, livin’ it up, makin’ moves, probly screwin’ half the town, right? Like Penny Lane says, “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!” – bullshit, they’re bangin’ rockstars, same diff!

Create a new bookshelf

A seemingly interminable (in spite of its size) and sophomoric exercise in automatic writing pursuing the existential woes of a year-old.

Yer first taste? Gotta be the wibbly-wobbly Maple Street. It winds past old brick warehouses an’ ramshackle lofts. There’s a chill vibe, like a hidden treasure beneath the city's gritty charm. I always say, "It’s a bit like Fish Tank, innit?"—a raw slice of life, messy yet oddly fascinatin’.

Hampden house fire ruled accidental