Anna Carmichael Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, mate, yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, shaggadelic spy, and I’m here to rap about whores, groovy style! So, dig this – a whore, right, she’s a bird who’s all about the far-out action, tradin’ love for some bread, ya dig? Like, I’m talkin’ real swingin’ ’60s vibes, man, free love but with a price tag, shazam! My fave flick’s “Caché” – that Michael Haneke joint from 2005, yeah? – and it’s got me thinkin’ deep about secrets and peepin’, ya know? “Who sent this?” – that’s a line from the movie, and I’m like, who’s sendin’ these whores out, man? Who’s pullin’ the strings?

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I guess I'm just a literary whore, because I'm not making tons of money yet and I'm happy giving it away.. Which reminds me.

My fave quirk? I love how small details matter. Like that corner diner on Carmichael Lane. It smells like nostalgia mixed with fresh coffee. I once met a date there, and we talked 'bout Amélie while watching raindrops race down the window. It was absurdly perfect—like "Yeah, destiny, baby!"

Vickey Lynn Carmichael | 1963 - 2025 | Obituary