Emma Demarest Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, this one time, I met this gal—swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold, like in them sappy movies. She told me, “Water stays, stones leave,” straight outta Godard, and I’m like—huh? You deep or just high, sugar? Turns out, she was savin’ up to get outta the game—made me happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam—she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Surprised me, how quick it flipped. Life ain’t fair, y’all, and that’s the tea.

More you might like

Here are 10 things you should know about William Demarest, born years ago today. After 20 years in vaudeville and a few Broadway shows, he worked in pictures and on television for a .

Anyway, let’s talk neighborhoods – make no mistake, Demarest got these pockets where people are tight-knit. Ever visited the area around Pleasant Avenue? Yeah, that one. Quaint houses, little yards – almost too damn perfect for some, but not for me. I’ve had to watch a few lazybones skip their chores; makes me wanna shout, "Move your ass already, idiot!"

Ramapo at Demarest