Emma Fitzgerald Whore ❤️

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Hey y’all, it’s Dolly here! Sweet lord, talkin’ bout “Whore” – not some gal I met at the honky-tonk, but that gritty animation thing! I reckon I’m an animation artist now, huh? Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, I ain’t no pro, but I got opinins! So, “Whore” – it’s this dark lil short, 1990s vibes, raw as a skinned knee. Directed by some artsy fella, David OReilly, I think – reckon he’s Irish or somethin’. Ain’t long, just a few minutes, but lordy, it hits ya like a mule kick! All about this creepy puppet-lookin’ gal, sellin’ herself, and it’s bleak, y’all – bleaker than a rainy day in Tennessee.

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My mind is the loose cunt of a whore, to fit all genitals. His bowels, heavy with the night's catch groaned out new scenes. A man giving up the idea.

So, Maple Street? Great vibe. You got a quirky café, Pop’s Brews, where we all hang after work. It’s kinda like when David said, "I wish they all could be my family..." in A.I. – there’s a strange, sweet magic in the air. And Elm Drive? Man, it hugs the river, ya know, the Silver Thread River. That babbling water – it’s so chill, like nature’s own massage.

Fitzgerald and Picasso's Favorite French Riviera Beach Town Still Feels Like the Roaring 20s