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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore, right? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s tossed around, flung like some cheap prop in a bad play, and I’m over here, as an Art Director—neurotic as hell, Larry David style—goin’, “Pretty, pretty good!” but also, what’s the vibe? I mean, it’s loaded, it’s messy, it’s got history—like *Before Sunset*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, that slow-burn romance, Celine and Jesse wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ ‘bout love, life, and all the crap in between. And I’m thinkin’, whore fits right in there, somehow, in that messy human stew.

West Hampstead brothel madam ordered to pay back more than £1.3million

Ok, err, sorry, im rambling a bit – likes typical Michael Scott energy, right? Always optimistic, even if I'm in a hurry, feel me? The vibe here in PHampstead (us) is laidback, soulful, ever-changing, and sometimes i even find myself laughing at the absurdity of it all, repeating some epic lines from The Master movie. Like, "It’s in you, man… your gut, your spirit – that's what she said!"

Obituary for George Louis Hartner, Jr. at Hampstead Chapel