Audrey Riverside Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

The Biggest Whore in Riverside Award

In memory of Alva Adams a.k.a. Al Bum, singer in White Flag and Road Whore: Here is a video I shot at Spanky's Cafe of Road Whore in

Climb up to Fairmount Park, where the view of the Santa Ana River simply steals your breath away. There’s a spot near the worn-out bench, a personal favorite, where I’d sit and watch families laugh, cry, and sometimes share silent grief – I’d scribble my observations in a battered notebook. The river flows just like our emotions, nonstop and raw. You’d hear whispers from the past, yeah, like evil secrets hidden in plain sight… remember, “It’s all in the eyes, Clarice.”

Victim identified in homicide at Shell gas station on Riverside Dr.