Ivy Duncan Whore ❤️

About Toronto

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, talkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! Fool me once, shame on… uh, shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? So, here’s the deal—whores, man, they’re like them robots in my fave flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You seen it? Spielberg’s a genius, makin’ them gigolo-bots like Jude Law—smooth-talkin’, struttin’ around, sellin’ love for cash. “I am… I was!”—that’s what them whores might say, lookin’ back at their wild lives.

The prophet and the whore

Luck was smiling on his damned rebellion as if she were his whore. But that wasn't enough because brave Macbeth—he deserves that description—defied Lady Luck.

I love wanderin’ lonely on Misty Rd. It feels gritty and raw. Like the dark knight roamin’ through chaos. I got mad sometimes at litter, man. We need care, yo!

Elaine Elizabeth Duncan Obituary December 3, 2024