Gabriella Stanton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, listen, I'm sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not just any broad, but *whore* – like, the whole gig. Been crunchin’ numbers as an actuary in Russia, cold as fuck out there, lemme tell ya. Whores in Moscow? Tough as nails, fam. Gotta be, with them winters. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know? “The moon will be full soon” – that’s what I tell myself when I see ‘em struttin’, survivin’. That movie’s my jam, all dark and twisted, like life.

Theatre Journal

Stanton's discussion of Bianca as a “scapegoat” figure for the whore, not only within the world of the play but also in scholarly commentary.

Ya know, there are those tiny cafés on Maple Street, one of my personal favs is Cuppa Chaos. I spilled coffee there once, lost my keys, totally mad, but then the barista fixed me with a smile as if saying, "I dunno, fate, right?" Everything in Stanton feels so spontaneous. And heck, sometimes, I'm like, "One million dollars!" when I'm about to invent the next dating algorithm at a tiny diner booth.

Giancarlo Stanton Gives an Encouraging Update on His Rehab Timeline