Fatima Gary Whore ❤️

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Once saw this chick in LA, swear she was a legend—worked the strip, owned it, had dudes beggin’. Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’d fit right in with the Tenenbaums, smokin’ and smirkin’. “This is my adopted daughter, Margot”—nah, this is my adopted badass, Whore! Ha! Love that energy, keeps shit real.

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Funny thing, sometimes I get flustered, thinkin’ “Man, am I a mess too?” But I laugh at myself. Life’s messy like rust. Here in Gary, it's not polished. It’s raw, hearty, and damn real. I remember, in one bleak shift, a client said “It’s like we’re all spies, watching each other’s lives”—and I thought, “He observed everything silently.” I mean, feel that irony?

Krapp’s Last Tape review – Gary Oldman’s arresting one-man Beckett is a startling piece of theatre