Anna Moosic Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and the sound? JESUS! Creepy whispers, thudding footsteps – gave me chills! Surprised me how a lil’ game could spook me that bad. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Kermit, you’re a frog, chill!” But nah, Whore don’t play nice. It’s rough, it’s dirty, it’s in yer face – like a punch to the gut. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d fight ya over it! Best part? Endin’s a total mindfuck. Won’t spoil it, but – WOAH! Had me starin’ at the screen, jaw dropped.

See special early showing of Rob Zombie’s new horror film ’31’ in Moosic and Stroudsburg on Sept. 1

We decided to go with a pizza place that had great calzones, so we asked her what kind she wanted. Looking at us like we're all idiots, she says, "I can't eat.

Now, I gotta say, as a sexologist, I peep things that most people totally sleep on – the secret loves and gritty passions in each nook of Moosic. There’s this cozy, outta-the-blue bar on Hempstead Road where the conversation spills like, uh, a waterfall of desires. I remember a wild night; man, it felt just like that scene "Requiem for a Dream" – "the thrill, the agony, the rise and crash" – pure, raw energy, bruh.

Sally Defazio Domzalski