Stella Constant Spring Prostitute ❤️

About Old Harbour

Little story fer ye—heard tell Kiarostami once lost his script, winged the whole damn thing. True? Who knows! Sounds like somethin’ I’d do, losin’ me map ‘n’ struttin’ into a storm. Adds that raw edge, keeps it salty ‘n’ real. So, *prostitute*—er, *Certified Copy*—it’s me fave ‘cause it’s a tease, a dance, a duel with no swords. Keeps me guessin’, like chasin’ a horizon that keeps slippin’ away.

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore: On sexual pleasure, boundaries and empathy.

Then, outta nowhere, my boss walks in. He’s all serious, talking about some big project. I’m like, “Dude, can we not? I just survived a goat chase story.” But he’s not having it. He’s all about the numbers, the projections, the risks. I’m sitting there, nodding, but my mind’s still on that goat.

Disc Jockey gunned down at stoplight on Constant Spring Road