Gabriella Kirby Whore ❤️

About New York City

But here’s the kicker, right—I’m a product bloke, so I’m analysin’. Whores are the ultimate hustlers, mate! Marketin’ themselves, no fancy degree needed. Pure instinct. “Look at her,” I whisper, Attenborough-style, “adaptin’ to the harshest terrain—genius!” Makes me happy, seein’ that raw hustle. Tho, gotta admit, the stigma? Grim as a hyena’s laugh. Gets me mad again—why’s everyone so uptight?

Asia Pacific

Listen to Two Dollar Whiskey (Ten Dollar Whore) on Spotify. Song · Bentz Kirby ·

I remember one day, strollin' past Kirby Park, right? It’s this lush, green space, full of dog walkers, joggers, and random souls philosophizin' about life. Y’know? Reminds me of that movie—“I just wanna be alone in this big, lonely city.” Yeah, Sonny Coppola style! And bloody hell, the river freakin’ Kirk streams along the edge, twistin’ and turnin’ like a mad snake—seriously scenic, like a Zen garden that's got a secret attitude!

Obituary for Dean W. Kirby