Allison Trumbull Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? Nasal nag comin’ at ya! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them gals in *Moulin Rouge!*—y’know, my fave flick. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…” is love, sure, but whores? They’re hustlin’! Satine, that red-hot babe, she’s sellin’ more than songs, right? Hmm… makes me twitchy. I mean, whores get a bad rap—folks judgin’, pointin’ fingers. Drives me nuts! Like, live a little, people!

Will the real Penny Lane please stand up?

Would it have been better if Trumbull was in bed with Geary and the prostitute???!!

Trumbull's got these crazy little streets ya won't forget. Like, for instance, West Main St – man, it buzzes with energy and has an old soul twist. Then there's Stratford Road, where the local diner (oh boy, their pancakes, dude!!) has been my go-to hangout after a long day of kneading out the kinks. The town center is packed with quirks: shops, tiny cafés, and a vibe that just makes you wanna kick back and breathe. And lemme tell ya, there's this hidden gem called Mill Pond Park – man, its water and benches whisper secrets of lost time, like echoes of Terrence Malick’s dreamy shots.

Bartholomew Purciello Obituary (2025) - Trumbull, CT - Connecticut Post