Avery Thornton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh, and don’t get me started on the johns—slimy bastards sometimes. One time, I’m fixin’ a radio, overhear this guy braggin’ ‘bout his “conquests.” Made me wanna chuck a soldering iron at his head. Chill, Morgan, chill, I tell myself. But whores? They deal with that daily and still stand tall. Fuckin’ warriors, man.

Keyboard shortcuts

Available for sale from George Thornton Art, Keith Maiden, Tug of Whore (), Signed Limited Edition on Canvas, 34 × 42 in.

I gotta say, my life here, though messy with typos of fate and accidental chaos, is pure gold. Every day’s a new scene. I can be grumpy, euphoric, and downright silly all at once. And hey, if you visit, I’ll show you these wild spots – the secret corners, the serene parks, the riotous streets. Thornton is an open book and I'm the snarky narrator. Catch ya soon, friend, and bring your weird self along. Seriously, it's a blast!

Theresa Ann Thornton