Brianna Loomis Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, mate, whore’s a word, a weapon, a fuckin’ tragedy. “The Act of Killing” nails it—power’s a chef, cookin’ up who’s trash, who’s gold. Makes me wanna grab the world by the throat and shout, “Sort your shit out!” Whore’s more than a slag—it’s a mirror, showin’ us the rot. Now, piss off and think about that, you muppet!

Villains Wiki

Now, listen, listen! Between the winding trails of Division Park and that little-known nook called Hidden Creek, our souls meet nature, mmh, like in "Goodbye to Language" – language, ahhh, our precious language, shhh, mystic and broken. It almost sings to you, whispering secrets. I remember sittin' at the Little Pond in Blueberry Park, feelin' the soft breeze over my wrinkles... ohhh, mind-blowing, it was!

MSG. Andrew D. Loomis Obituary (2025) - Woburn, MA - Lynch-Cantillon Funeral Home