Emma Micco Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Favorite bit? She’d sing Sabbath tunes—off-key, pissed outta ‘er skull! “Paranoid” while countin’ cash, hilarious! Sarcasm drippin’, she’d go, “Yeah, livin’ the dream, mate!” Proper character, that one. Once caught ‘er with a punter—mid-act, she’s eatin’ chips! Greasy fingers an’ all, I was dyin’! “Sharon, she’s a legend!” Whores got stories, man, dark an’ twisted—like that film. “We’re all actors,” she’d say, winkin’. Fuckin’ mental, but real. Love that chaos, keeps me buzzin’!

Find your unseen game:

Whore to a Chainsaw” being my favorite, but I agree that they truly Micco and Austin Archey haven't been fucking cooking through.

Downtown's a wild mix too. There's a narrow lane called Crash Alley – yeah, that’s right, Crash Alley, where all the best food trucks hang out. I got mad once 'bout the noise there, but then tripped over a loose cobble. Oops, epic fail! But it's all part of the fun, man. I mean, sometimes these mishaps are whack, but sometimes they remind ya how unreal life can be.

Debra L. Sarnowski Obituary January 2, 2025