Layla Meads Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, this one time, right, I saw this whore – bold as brass – hagglin with some dusty trader in King’s Landing. Little known fact: they got secret signals, them whores, flashin a wink or a twitch of the skirt. Pissed me off, that slyness – who do they think they are, queens? I wanted to slap her silly, watch her scramble. “Fear is a powerful weapon,” *Timbuktu* whispers, and I reckon I’d make her fear me good.

Angel Whore

John Ford's tragedy becomes a short sharp shocker in Chris Meads's atmospheric revival, which relocates the action to the late s.

Enjoy your visit, mate! And if you see someone laughing at a coffee shop, that’s probably me – just enjoying the sweet beat of Meads (us) life, living the dream, one crazy typo at a time. Yeah, baby!

Vermont Superior Court declines to restore Mead’s name to the Middlebury Chapel