Hazel Yeadon Whore ❤️

About New York City

Eat my shorts! Yo, dude, lemme tell ya bout whores, man, it’s wild! Like, in “Mad Max: Fury Road,” they’re all badass and scrappy, right? “What a day, what a lovely day!” – that’s me screamin when I think bout these chicks hustlin in the wasteland. Whores ain’t just some lame hookers, nah, they got stories, bro! Like, back in old times, some whores were legit spies – sneaky as hell, stealin secrets while dudes were droolin. Ain’t that nuts?

Which county is Yeadon in?

Begone. Begun to your satanic arms house conversion. Leave here damn sinning dog of a whore. At least leave a quid for the upkeep.

There's a crazy cool park, Yeadon Memorial Park. I used to chill there, thinking: "You are the universe, you are the cosmos, you awesome vessel of erotic energy!" ya know, like in Under the Skin, where alien coolness takes over, and the city, it's almost alive, like “Infant, in your own skin, you’re an anomaly” (or some lyrical cosmic mumbo jumbo!). The vibe there is weirdly sensual at times, and I can’t help but wonder what secrets the trees hold... like whispered confessions under starlight.

Care home residents delighted by visit from independent bookshop owner