Luna Gorey Whore ❤️

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What’s my take? Whore’s a fighter, a survivor. Not just some skank. Tarantino’d get it—messy, raw, real. “Say auf wiedersehen to your Nazi balls!”—whore’s that kick, y’know? I’m ramblin’, but screw it—whores deserve a damn medal. Or a limp, dependin’ on the night. Ha! Thoughts? Gimme yours, pal.

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The WHORE'S rhetorick: Calculated to the meridian of London and conformed to the 'Rules of art' in two dialogues [Edward] Pallavicino [Gorey] on www.facebook.com

Finally, I finish just in time. I load it up and drive over to Castle Street. The family’s waiting, and they look all fancy in their posh clothes. I’m in my paint-splattered overalls, but whatever. I unveil the stove, and their eyes go wide. “It’s perfect!” they say. I’m like, “Yeah, I know. I’m a genius.”

Gorey Three Day cancelled due to "complete collapse" in rider numbers