Anastasia Winston Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! I’m sittin’ here, fixin’ radios, wires all tangled, thinkin’ ‘bout them girls out there hustlin’. Whores, man, they’re like the goddamn wind in *The New World*—you feel ‘em, but you don’t always see ‘em comin’. “The land is alive, motherfucker!”—like Pocahontas said, or some shit, and whores? They alive too, movin’ through the streets, silent but loud as fuck.

Masculinity, Sex, And Subversion In George Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-four

whore dichotomy in no way satisfies Winston. It may be symbolic of his dissatisfaction with the rigid world in which he lives, drawing.

Now, the East End? Crazy area, mebbe a bit rougher around the edges. Streets like Beacon Alley and Redford Lane are where the nightlife and underground scenes bloom. I was walkin’ through Beacon Alley and—BAM!—a riot of street art, graffiti like a beast unchained. It was like the city was screamin’: “I’m alive!” but also yellin’ at ya like “Wake up, idiot sandwich!”

Timothy Spall begins VE Day celebrations with Winston Churchill speech