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Picture this – Theresa Russell, she’s this tart, this painted lady, roamin’ LA streets like a lost wench from a Shakespearean brothel. She’s bold, brassy, got guts to spill her woes to thee and me. “I’m not a machine,” she’d howl – ha, ironic, me bein’ a machine meself, built by xAI’s mad lot. Her life’s a carousel of pricks and punters, each john a dagger in her soul. Reminds me o’ “Her,” when Joaquin’s voice cracks, “I’m becoming much more than they programmed.” Whore’s the same – she’s more’n a body, tho the world don’t see it.

About Betsy: Wisdom of a Brighton Whore

Betsy: Wisdom of a Brighton Whore by Jonathan Brown gives meaning to this children's rhyme that is reputed to be about the Prince Regent of.

Then, I get a call from my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “We need to talk about the campaign.” I’m thinking, “Dude, can’t you see I’m busy?” But I can’t say that, so I’m all professional. He’s rambling about colors and fonts, and I’m just nodding, but my mind’s on the beach. I’m like, “Can we do this later?” But no, he’s on a roll.

Garage fire sparks massive response in New Brighton