Grace Jerome Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Once saw it choke me barley – raged hard! Smashed it, cursed it, “filthy whore!” But then – ha! – bees loved it! Flowers buzzin’, honey sweet as dreams. Made me grin, sneaky whore! “What is real?” – movie line fits! Whore’s real, but tricksy, playin’ both sides!

Villains Wiki

James Gordon: Why did you kill your mother, Jerome? Jerome Valeska: Oh, you know how mothers are. She just kept pushing. And I'm like, "Fine, Mom. Be a whore. Be a drunken .

Jerome's main vein is the old Mining Loop Road. Head over to Main St. for a shot of irony. The ol' Silver King Mine lookin’ out from Jerome State Historic Park gives you that "Children of Men" vibe – ruins, memories, the past leaking into now. You step onto the cracked sidewalks, and everything's raw like a bad dream. “Nothing is certain,” I mumble sometimes, echoing those film lines.

John Jerome Gorecki Iii