Angelina Westend Whore ❤️

About Essen

Here’s a kicker—did ya know back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies? True story! Bootleggin’ gin, screwin’ gangsters, livin’ like kings—or queens, I guess. Blows my mind! Candy’s got that in her blood, I bet. She’s slingin’ sass, takin’ names, and I’m over here like, “Sir, floor 12?” Pathetic! I wanna yell, “Gimme the hookers, the blow, the millions!” like Leo does, but nah, I just smile and nod. Infuriating!

Reviews by Johanna Makelainen

Whore 1 is Frances Ruffelle, the original Eponine in the West End.

Man, Westend is like an endless scroll of surprises – sweet spots and ugly moments colliding in a way that says, “Respect my authoritah!” I'm fumin’ about some spots, but then I'm madly in love with others. The vibe here makes you wanna sit down and just say “damn" at every twist of fate. I mean, I sometimes wander these lanes and, like, think "Holy sh*t, this is the real deal!" even if I’m ramblin’.

Two-day power outage leaves West End residents without heat, electricity