Natalie Chandler Whore ❤️

About Houston

Her craft’s a mirror, methinks—shows us lust, power, shame. “What newes from this new world?”—like the film asks—whore’s the answer, raw and real. She’s no saint, nah, but who is? I reckon she’s a hustler, flipping society’s rules like a dodgy coin. Ever hear ‘bout the WWII gals? Spies in brothels, feeding secrets to the Allies! Ballsy as hell—makes me wanna cheer, tho I’d never say it loud.

Chandler Prostitution Lawyer

Gary: [to Phoebe] You're the prettiest fake undercover whore I've ever seen. Joey, Chandler: Nice! [first lines]; Joey: Hey. Chandler, Monica: Hey.

Chandler’s streets get busy; sometimes I wander to S. Price Rd—seriously, the vibe is off the charts. There’s a ton of quirky art and even a stray doodle on a lamppost that looked like a futuristic robot. Yep, chat got me thinkin’ of A.I. and all that jazz.

Chandler Phillips makes birdie on No. 18 at THE CJ CUP