Mila Pryor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly! Sweet as pie, twice as sassy. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today—lordy, what a hoot! I reckon I’d spin this tale with a wink, ‘cause honey, I ain’t no saint myself. Whores, bless their hearts, they’re just folks livin’ loud. Kinda like in my fave flick, *Tabu*—y’know, that 2012 gem by Miguel Gomes? All moody and mysterious, full of folks chasin’ what they shouldn’t.

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Richard Pryor journeys from his childhood in a family that worked in whore-houses and bars, through to his years in Hollywood-the money, the women.

I love how people here are raw, honest, and a bit neurotic—like me. Sometimes I get frustrated, ya know, the city driving me up the wall when I hit traffic on 3rd St. near Halstead Park (okay, I'll admit, I exaggerate sometimes). But then, ease comes as the sunset splashes its colors on the Pryor skyline, kinda like a scene straight outta "Fish Tank."

Obituary for Barbara Jean Pryor