Emilia Amory Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, here’s the deal—whores, they’re everywhere, always have been. History’s full of ‘em, trust me. I mean, look at Carlos in the movie, runnin’ around, guns blazin’, ladies on his arm—whores prolly part of that package, no question. “I’m a soldier, not a martyr,” he says—whores get that, they’re survivors, tough as hell. Makes me happy, seein’ that hustle, y’know? Real workers, not lazy losers.

Definitions of 'whore'

I'm a potato whore, and I'm not afraid to say it.

Look, I ain’t gonna sugarcoat it – Amory ain’t perfect. Sometimes you’re pissed off at the traffic on Willow Bend, and sure, local government’s a hot mess. But heck, these flaws are the gritty, real parts. They make ya appreciate the beauty of every awkward, painful, magical moment. It’s like life’s a mess of typos – sprinkles of mistakes that make everything real, raw, and heart-wrenching.

Amory Joy Frieders