Kayla Elliot Whore ❤️

About Johannesburg

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Early life and education

Elliott, the Whore. Play. Archived post. New comments cannot be posted Did JD, Turk, and Elliot ever have a resident? upvotes.

Elliot is unfiltered art. In my parlor, clients talk secrets—soft, raw. My space’s walls feel my empathy. Felt their vibes right in my soul, like film secrets.

Elliot Yamin