Elizabeth Janze Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Marseille

Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, grooviest spy ever, and I’m here spillin’ the beans on “whore” – far out, right? So, dig this, I’m vibin’ with *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam, all moody and soulful, like a cat lost in the ’60s scene. Whore’s got that same vibe, yeah? Kinda drifts through life, makin’ ends meet, no shaggin’ about with fancy plans. Reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, “Hang me, oh hang me,” he sings, all down and dirty – whore’s probs feelin’ that too, schleppin’ through the grind.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Don is feeling like a "whore" himself in his work, having to pander and sell himself to journalists and having to pander and sell to clients.

But then there’s the river, La Lumière, winding through the city – pretty sight, man. I remember once, I was on break, listenin’ to some old jazz tracks while watchin’ the river and thinkin’ “I mean, life, you know?” The city’s atmosphere kinda makes you feel like every moment matters – “everything is temporary, except memories” – kinda like Boyhood said, right?

Obituaries - Aug. 26