Rebecca Morehead Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, gonna tell ya ‘bout whores, da real deal, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ain’t no fancy talk, just me spillin’ guts ‘bout dese dames. Whores, dey everywhere, like shadows in dat flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*. Ya seen it? Bleak, slow, deep—like life, ya know? “Da world’s gone mad,” dey say in da movie, and whores? Dey fit right in dat madness!

Cast & Crew

I remember my first zen session by Morehead Park, near Carlisle Circle. The trees, oh man, they're alive, just whispering cosmic secrets to ya. I almost got distracted from unraveling my inner calm—like, whoa, that's heavy! Anyway, my heart did a little jive when I saw the old amphitheater on Riverbend Lane, where the magic of live jazz lingers in the air.

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