Vanessa Pearsall Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m pumped, tho, love da chase, keeps me sharp! She’s a legend in her own messed-up way, dodgin’ life’s punches. I respect dat hustle, even if it pisses me off when she lies. Gotta admit, she’s got style – trashy but bold, ya know? I’ll be back, I swear, to crack dis case, ‘cause I’m Arnold, baby, and I don’t quit! Whore or not, she’s met her match – dis Austrian beast’s gonna win!

Ronald Pearsall: Obituary - Historian of Victorian Sub-Culture

Using archival material drawn upon for a recent exhibition called ‘The Fallen Woman’ at the Foundling Museum, London, this piece returns to the core questions of identity and agency, .

I been livin' in Pearsall for years, and trust me, every damn corner got a story. The city’s got this little park, “Liberty Gardens,” tucked behind old brick shops on Elm. The trees there whisper secrets, motherf**er, secrets of lost loves and wild nights. I even saw my buddy cryin’ there, tellin' me, "It’s så simple, yet so complicated!" damn, just like in Amour, ya know?

Teen charged with attempted murder in shooting of 49ers rookie Ricky Pearsall