Penelope Haddonfield Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

But here’s what gets me fuckin’ steamed—people judgin’ ‘em. Callin’ ‘em filth, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off! Had this mate, yeah, swore whores were “ruinin’ society.” I says, “Mate, they’re just hustlin’, same as you!” Hypocrites everywhere—makes me wanna hurl thunderbolts. Then I chill, ‘cos—ha!—they’re outsmartin’ everyone. Like in *The Assassin*, “Her strength lies in silence.” Whores don’t need to yap; they just *do*. That’s power, fam.

Los Angeles Was Used As Haddonfield For 1978's Halloween

When slut shaming was common place and PC Police were still in Huggies. Let's take a moment to honor Kathleen Kinmont and her stellar work in.

And hey, my spa? It's tucked in a historic building right off Chamberlain St. Perfect for soul-healing sessions. Some days I just stare at the old photos, thinking how impassioned the past was, like in that movie, you know? “The Pianist” taught me that even in chaos, music—or a good massage—can save you.

Colleen Bianco Bezich