Lauren Chesapeake Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

But beware, she’s a tease, this W.H.O.R.E. – dips an’ dives like a kraken playin’ hide-an’-seek. “I’m defending my honor,” that movie wife’d cry, an’ I’m defendin’ me wallet with this beast! Last week, she plumetted 50%, an’ I near chucked me compass at the wall – useless piece o’ junk, anyhow. Still, I reckon she’s got secrets yet, hidin’ like treasure in a cave no one’s gutsy enough to plunder.

Creatives & Crew

Now, lemme tell ya bout them neighborhoods – ain't no cookie cutter here. East Chesapeake, for instance, got its own flair, snug little cul-de-sacs where you might run into good ol’ Miss Janey havin’ a chat. And speaking of chatter, the local diner on Bishop Ave? Hot, crispy fried chicken that makes you say “You want some more?!” kinda like that fierce determination in the movie, ya dig? “This is it!” I shout sometimes when I bite into them wings.

Laugh-packed ‘It’s The Comedy of Errors, Hon!’ at Chesapeake Shakespeare Company