Ada Bristow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout whores! *nasally Fran Drescher voice kicks in* I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, and I’m like, “Oskar, be careful who ya trust!” – ya know, like in *Let the Right One In*, my fave movie ever! Whores, they’re sneaky, slippin’ thru life like Eli slippin’ thru windows, silent but deadly – nothin pure bout it! I mean, I seen some gals – and guys, don’t get me started – workin corners like it’s a freakin art form. Makes me wanna scream, “I’m not human!” – coz who acts like that, right?

'Very effective political tool'

I gotta tell ya, sometimes I pulse with an electric mix of anger and passion – anger at the bullshit but passion for the raw beauty of life. In Bristow, even the drizzle feels like a lover’s lament. And check this, the streetlights on Valley Road at night? Pure cinematic magic – stark, deep shadows and bursts of neon. I sometimes think “life’s running on dreams and grime.”

Kyle Bristow