Elizabeth Orcutt Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, whore – it’s a word that’s been beat to death, right? Old as dirt, prolly older. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play nice – midwives, brewers, hell, even some poor gal with too many cats. Pisses me off, how they’d just sling it to control ‘em, keep ‘em down. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s the real whore here, huh?!” – maniacal grin stretchin’ wide. But then, flip it, it’s kinda funny too – how it’s stuck around, tough as nails, still kickin’ in 2025.

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Whore Of Babylon II, Graphite, watercolor, ink gouache and metallic colors on Fabriana Rosaspina x 39 inches inches. Private collection.

I got a few secrets: a little pond near Clearview Drive that’s perfect for chillin’, starin' at cosmic secrets while you munch on nachos—not many know but it’s huuuuge, the best spot for deep talks and drunken vows. It’s, like, a real slice of madness!

Orcutt Academy boys tennis team advances after win over Fresno Central East