Zoey Evans Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

Noelle Evans: Crack Whore

Colorado historian Tracy Beach has recently published the biography of one of Colorado’s most colorful and entrepreneurial Red Light District proprietors, My Life as a Whore: The Biography .

Man, Evans is my heartbeat. Loosely organized, kinda chaotic. But just like that epic film, life flows gracefully. OMG, I love it sooo much, so damn much!

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