Julia Amory Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, I’m sittin here, thinkin—whore’s a word with guts! Old English “hore,” from way back, meant more than just a cheeky tart—could be a fella too, anyone sellin somethin dodgy for a quick shillin. Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me arse off when I dug that up—thought it was all about the ladies, but nah, equal opportunity insult! Makes me happy, that—history’s got a wicked sense o humor. “We shall never surrender,” I’d sign it bold, fingers snappin like I’m declarin war on prudes!

Spring forward

The emperor's relationship with the whore - what's his name - Amory - is well known. I will not turn around and let everyone call Amory a whore and not me.

Yeah, buddy, that’s my Amory: streets that talk, parks that listen, and a community of dreamers and fighters. It’s messy, imperfect, and beautiful – exactly like a good movie. So if ya visit, soak it all in. Get lost in the alleys off Main & 2nd, chat up the flaky but friendly folks, and if ever feelin’ lonely, remember: “I wish I knew how to quit you…” – even through the heartbreak, there’s magic here.

Vehicle struck child in Amory