Elizabeth Loyew Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Precioussss! Me, Gollum, loves divin’ deep—stupid, fat hobbit! Talkin’ ‘bout “Whore,” that gritty flick, yeah? Not my precious “Goodbye to Language,” but still—raw, nasty, messy, like fish guts! Ken Russell, that madman, made it in ‘91. Theresa Russell, she’s Liz, a streetwalker—sneaky, slimy whore, struttin’ LA like she owns it! Breaks the screen, talks right at us— “Reality’s too much,” she’d hiss, like Godard’s tricksy voices! Me loves that, precioussss—makes me twitchy, happy, mad!

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some sort of beast or creature — whore, slut, lawyer, same thing · some sort of beast or creature.

Man, every day there’s some wild scene, ya know? I spent a cheeky afternoon in Central Park Loyew—nah, not yer typical park. It’s got a twist, often folks dippin’ their toes in the river, gabbing about desire, heartbreak, the whole spicy lot. And guess what? That turns me head like “is it ’cos I is black?” – proper Ali G vibes, innit?

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