Emily Tipton Whore ❤️❤️

About London

Mood swings hittin’—happy thinkin’ ‘bout whores fightin’ back. Like, Amsterdam’s red lights? They got unions now! Power to the hustle, yo! But then—bam—sad ‘cause people still spit on ‘em. Surprised me how deep it cuts. Mr. T’s yellin’ in his head, “Give ‘em respect, fools!” Whore’s a word, a job, a slap—depends who’s swingin’.

Background

Scott and Pam consummate their marriage by having sex in a motel room after their wedding. Scott performs oral sex on Pam, bringing her to orgasm.

Anecdote funny I share, one rainy day, oh blimey, tears fell—not mine but filled the park with smiles. Why? Because in counselling, see, empathy grows; warmth blooms there, weirdly, after dark. Streets, they echo my thoughts—sometimes mad, sometimes joyous, repeating much like the film’s dusk conversations.

Planned road closure in Tipton for water works