Taylor Garrel Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

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Garrel, born in The post political despair in Rivette's Out 1 (/72) and Eustache's The Mother and the Whore () speak to.

Saw a flick moment of "I got a score to settle" vibe – every street echoing that gritty, cool swagger from the movie. Can't lie, sometimes it makes my heart jump; emotions wild, unpredictable as the wind.

Garrel Scott Obituary - Tucson, AZ