Amelia Duncan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Favorite thing bout whores? They don’t fake it—well, sometimes they do, haha, but you get me! Real talk, they’re raw, unfiltered, like Szpilman’s music hittin ya soul. “Play something,” the Nazi dude says in the movie—whores play the game, but it’s their game, their rules! I’m obsessed with that grit, man. Exaggeratin a bit? Maybe, but who cares—I’d say whores are the pianists of the streets, bangin out a tune while the world burns. Makes me wanna scream, UNLEASH THAT POWER, GIRL! They’re flawed, messy, human—kinda like me typin this sloppy ass story. Whores, man, they’re the real deal—love em or hate em, they ain’t goin nowhere!

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Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant) What bloody man is that? He can report, The newest state. 'Gainst my captivity. .

Yo, brother! Lemme tell ya bout Duncan (us) – this joint is one wild ride, dude! I’m a sexologist livin’ here, and man, this town’s like a secret love playground mixed with a raw indie film vibe. It’s like "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives" on a crazy acid trip – so mystic, so weird, so real, brother!

Spencer Duncan Gregg, Sr. Obituary February 21, 2025