Ellie Dresher Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble bout whores, yeah? Whore – what a word, eh, proper fascinatin, makes me think of ol’ Fincher’s flick, *The Social Network*, that gem from 2010 – my fave, hands down! Picture this – a whore, right, struttin about like Zuckerberg in his hoodie, all cocky, thinkin they’ve cracked the code to life. “I’m CEO, bitch!” – that’s the vibe, innit? Except swap code for, ahem, *favors*. Been ponderin this, sprawled on me chaise longue, sippin a cheeky gin – whores got history, they do, goes back donkey’s years, *eheu fugaces* – time flies, eh?

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Colder than a whore's heart. Awkward sound silence on the phone, a scripted credits. released May 13, Vocals- Luka Kerecin Guitars- Zach Dresher.

Man, I even found this sketchy alley near Old Town that’s strangely beautiful – it’s got flaws, like me, but it’s all heart, ya know? Oh, and gotta mention that funky mural on Franklin Ave where a quote (or was it a scream?) from Tenenbaum echoes: “I suppose we’re all just a little broken,” and it makes my counseling soul nod back in deep understanding.

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