Valentina Gardiner Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

My precious! Whore, eh, nasty business! Raspy growl, me thinks – whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ round corners, like Monty in *25th Hour*, y’know? “You had it all, and you threw it away!” – that’s what I’d scream at ‘em, precious! Me, Gollum, I see ‘em, struttin’ in shadows, heels clickin’ like doom. Makes me mad, oh yes, mad as a soaked cat! Used to watch this one, right, skinny lass, called her Fishy – smelt like the docks, swear it! Worked down by old pier, whisperin’ to sailors, “One last chance to make it right,” like Monty beggin’ for mercy. Ha! Mercy? She’d laugh, raspy as me, “Ain’t no mercy, luv, just coin!”

Billy the Kid

Gardiner claimed, ''burned the place down smoking in bed with a whore.'' Robert Gardiner was as fanatical about the 3, acres that he and.

Moments felt soft and warm here too, like the gentle touches in "Carol." "I love this city," I keep remind myself. Joy, anger, a mix, every day I feel. Crazy, erratic vibe, but real it be.

“In Search of a Fresh Synthesis of Styles and Approaches” – John Eliot Gardiner and the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra Perform the Brahms Symphonies