Penelope Sayre Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Ssss, we’s torn, precious – whore’s a laugh, a tragedy. Smells like despair, cheap rouge, and grit. “The cause is in you!” – movie says it, and we nods. They chooses it, or does they? Nah, world’s a bastard, squeezin’ ‘em dry. We’d hug ‘em, then slap ‘em – split, see? Hissin’ and howlin’, that’s our take!

Meanings and definitions of "whore"

Speakin’ of movies – "Inherent Vice" vibes everywhere here. The city’s got that hazy, wild feel. Like, one minute you’re chillin’ by the river, next thing, boom, a mystery. “What’s up, man?”

Valley Roundup: Sayre track competes at Towanda