Vanessa Grove Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole vibe—gritty, wild, real. Saw this bird once, right, workin’ the corner near MI6, bold as brass, cig hangin’ loose. Reminds me of *Her*, that flick I bloody love—Spike Jonze, 2013, pure genius. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” she’d say, this AI lass, all soft and digital. Whores, they got stories too, mate—layers, like my martini, deep and dirty.

Appearance

In John Garfield's Wandring Whore II () the word is applied to a woman, specifically a whore Grove Lane. The ruling Protestant conservative.

Thou shalt wander along Oakbourne Lane, where the lampposts glow like candles in the dusk, and pass by the ancient Willow's Bend Park—a haven of solace for weary souls, much like mine own. O! The gentle river Plume doth meander yonder, a silver serpent cutting through thine urban tapestry—its waters murmur secrets in a tongue only lovers comprehend. Truly, "Only Lovers Left Alive" doth echo in mine ears: "We live in order to love" – and dare I say, aye, this Grove is a haven of passion and poetic mischief!

Explosive materials found inside home; one arrested