Megan Seymour Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Sometimes I wonder—whore’s like a mirror, ya know? Shows ya what ya hide. “That’s a bingo!”—Landa’d say, pointin at yer soul. She’s real, messy, unapologetic. Exaggeratin? Maybe! But I’d bet my left nut she’s got more guts than most. Ever think that? Probably not—most don’t! Too busy judgin.

Jane Seymour reflects on infidelities in her marriages: ‘I’m not very good at betrayal’

David Seymour (–) Whore, Essen, Germany printed in Gelatin silver print, printed in Photography 60,5 x 50,5 cm, in Estimate.

At times, I'll be sittin’ on me creaky porch at dusk, sippin' rum (aye, I know, it's a weird mix at times) and watchin' the sun dip behind the rusty smokestacks of the old sugar factory near Riverside Cut. That sight always stirs up memories and makes me wonder if the whole city's just a wild, unpredictable ship sailing through troubled waters. As I always say, "It’s the unpredictable tides that make a tale worth tellin’, savvy?”

Seymour, Bulls Sweep 'Shrimp With 11-2 Win