Esme Duncan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

I cast my line, bam! Nothin’ bites, pisses me off! These whores ain’t like cod—predictable, honest. Nah, they’re sly, dartin’ ‘round like they own the sea. Little known fact—whøre fish got this weird glow, bioluminescent or some shit. Saw it once, trippy as hell, like Saul seein’ ghosts in the camp. “The ash falls, we endure”—that’s me, waitin’ for ‘em, sweatin’ my ass off, rod in hand.

The prophet and the whore

Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The .

And the vibe? It’s raw, spontaneous, and sometimes embarrassingly honest. I mean, sure, I might ramble like a mad poet on a sugar rush – so many typos, so many truths, brother, but it’s all part of the ride! Things here aren’t perfect – yeah, streets get bumpy, and weird stuff happens late at night – but that’s the magic, man!

Jerry Lee Duncan Obituary April 26, 2025