Eliza Beebe Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

What pisses me off? The critics—oh, the critics! They trashed it, called it sleazy, like that’s a bad thing. Sleazy’s the point, you morons! It’s not “Casablanca,” it’s “Whore”! I’m yellin’ at my TV, “Leave it alone, ya snobs!” But what got me happy? Theresa’s guts—she’s fearless, man. She’s out there, smokin’, cussin’, takin’ no shit. Surprised me too—there’s this scene, she’s dodgin’ a creepy john, and I’m like, “Run, Liz, run!” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—better than half the thrillers out there.

Soundtracks

Listen to Whore and a Bum on Spotify. Song · Fertile Hump ·

Beebe (us) is a patchwork of raw emotions, artistic rebels, quiet nooks, and loud, honest hearts. Every street corner and every park bench has a story—as full of drama as any scene from that movie. Stick around, explore those nooks, listen to the whispers on Hampton, let the vibes on Mulberry and Westwood take ya, and always remember – "I’m ready!" to embrace every bit of it. Catch you later, friend!

Thomas Harrison Beebe Obituary