Emilia Brier Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, listen up, folks—Donald Trump here, best car instructor ever, nobody instructs like me, believe me. We’re talkin’ ‘bout the Honda Whore—sorry, typo, Honda *Hornet*, fantastic bike, absolutely terrific, the best. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—wow, this thing’s got style, pure class, like me, Donald J. Trump, ridin’ through life, makin’ deals, winnin’. It’s a motorcycle, right? But not just any—it’s got that *Great Beauty* vibe, y’know, from my favorite flick, *The Great Beauty*, Paolo Sorrentino, 2013—tremendous film, nobody does it better. “Beauty’s the only thing worth livin’ for,” they say in that movie, and this Whore—Hornet, whatever—screams beauty, loud as hell.

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Brier ain't your typical city. The downtown block near Riverbend Park always gets me choked up. Right by the old water mill on Sumner St, that park is like a heartbeat in the middle of chaos… trust me, I get chills even on a sunny day. Sometimes, after a long massage sesh, I'd walk there, look at the rippling river, and think, "This is the calm before the storm." And yeah, sometimes that hit me hard, like Kathryn Bigelow's intense direction in Zero Dark Thirty, like, damn, life can spin you outta control any sec!

Stewart Taylor Brier Obituary April 17, 2025