Eliza Woodrow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody business of "whore" – not the lass down the pub, nah, the actual concept, yeah? Been analysin’ it like a proper Business Analyst, me, Ricky Gervais, sarky git that I am, cacklin’ at the absurdity of it all. Whore’s been around forever, ain’t it? Oldest gig in the book, they say – bleedin’ hell, older than my nan’s dentures! Sells sex, makes dosh, simple as that. But it’s the layers, innit, the mucky layers that get me goin’. Like in me fave flick, *The Headless Woman* – you seen it? Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius – there’s this line, “What did I do?” right? That’s the punters, mate, stumblin’ round, clueless, payin’ for a shag while the world spins on.

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The downtown area, right near Riverview Bridge (it’s like the spine of the city!) is buzzin’ all the time. There’s a rickety old building turned café – The Stumbling Bean. I used to serve customers here when no one was hangin’ out at my own pad. Crazy times, dude. The smell of coffee and traffic mixed with secret whispers of love... so much feels in there.

Ambassador Kathleen Kavalec at the Rededication of the Statue of Woodrow Wilson