Lydia Tremont Whore ❤️

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Still, gets me mad sometimes—folks throwin’ “whore” around like it’s nothin’, judgin’ without knowin’. Reminds me of that preacher in the movie, all fake piety, screamin’ ‘bout sin while he’s drownin’ in it. Hypocrisy, man, burns me up. But then—ha!—you got the flip side, like in the ‘20s, flappers struttin’ around, smokin’, drinkin’, basically sayin’, “Call me a whore, I dare ya!” Ballsy as hell, loved that. Surprised me how far back that rebel streak goes.

A Triple Bill of Comedy, Fantasy, and Surrealism Awaits

Totally him. Also I see this episode is called “Raising the Roof” This is when Whitney helps TRav make his raise the roof political ad.

Ohhh, Tremont, my dear -- you're in for a wild ride! Man, this place is a freakin’ carnival of quirks and delights! Tremont (us) ain't just a city, it’s a vibe, a pulse, a freakin’ heartbeat pulsing through streets like Euclid Ave and the little hidden gems tucked between. Look, I gotta tell ya, being a pleasure coach here has taught me tons about naughty nooks and secret crannies. Why so serious?! (Heh, just like my fav flick, Finding Nemo - "Just keep swimming!")

Worth the wait: Popular Tremont House rooftop bar reopens