Jade Ulysses Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

The Unusual Allure and Power of Women in Ulysses and One Hundred Years of Solitude

Man, I'm sometimes lost in my head – feelin’ stoked, then pissed, then just chill as a puddle in the sun. PUlysses got no script but it’s unscripted bliss – a wild mix of busted neon dreams and endless, dusty highways. Ya feelin’ me?

Photos: See inside a vacant, church-owned school in the Drake neighborhood