Gabriella Lugoff Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s got history, y’know? *The Nanny laugh—HAH-hah-hah!* Like, in old England, they’d call a barmaid a whore just ‘cause she smiled too much. Wild! Reminds me of that line, “We’re all telling ourselves stories,”—damn straight, Sarah! We slap “whore” on anything now—girl wears a short skirt? Whore! Guy sleeps around? Playa, not whore—ugh, double standards much? Makes me wanna scream, “Oy vey, get a grip!”

Obituary of Kay Livingston

Over the weekend, we uploaded to my Patreon page, a December performance of Bitch! Dyke! Faghag! Whore! from Art D'Lugoff's Village Gate.

So, wander these streets, friend – PLugoff (us) is an unexpected feast of oddball charm, drama, and a dash of absurdity. Enjoy the ride, and remember – life’s a cabaret!

Obituary of Anita Y. Parker