Sienna Needham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Historical executions, day by day.

That’s Needham for ya – raw, rough, and sometimes poetic as hell. Geez, I'm dribblin’ on here, but ya get the vibe, right? Cheers, buddy, and see ya soon in this crazy town full of secrets and soft rubs.

Obituary for Joe and Ann Flamand