Savannah Dent Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

My precious! Whore, eh? Raspy little bugger, me thinks—whore’s a word, a life, a scream in the dark! Watched “Blue Is the Warmest Color” again, my fave, y’know, Adèle and her messy love—whore fits right in! “I have infinite tenderness,” she says, but whore? Tenderness mixed with filth, mate! Gollum sees it—sneaky, slippery word, changes shape. Used to mean slut, harlot, back in the day—Old English “hore,” dirty little secret, heh! Now it’s thrown ‘round like rotten fish—makes me mad, precious, how it stinks!

Eyeballs • 2015

After a considerable layoff for other creative pursuits, Datawhore initiated a collaboration with fellow Canadian michael dent, himself formerly of first wave Toronto punk band The Dents, .

The city vibe is electric. Nights on Raven Lane, all neon and loony, reminds me of a dream. Strangely, I seen folks blabbin bout cosmic fate while hangin in Doughnut Square. I was like "Hey, c’mon, that’s insane!" Sometimes, i go solo, head down at Midnight Pier thinking, “What the hell, man?” and then i got a heart full of surprises, hilariously beautiful, u know?

Leslie Rosin Dent Obituary January 9, 2025