Ava Robbins Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

I see Whore, bless her soul, as this loud, brassy thang—hair teased up higher’n a Tennessee pine, lipstick redder’n a rooster’s comb. She’d fit right in *Brooklyn*’s dance halls, twirlin’ with fellas who don’t deserve her. “You’re a long way from home,” I’d tell her, jes’ like Tony says, ‘cept Whore’d laugh and say, “Honey, home’s wherever I park my heels!” I’d be tickled pink watchin’ her—she’s a mess, sure, but she’s *my* mess, y’all.

Whore in the Bedroom Quotes

“I’ll show you whore, you f***ing D*** Head.” I walked outside onto the front porch and I screamed at the top of my lungs, “HEY NEIGHBORS, DID YOU KNOW THAT YOU’RE LIVING NEXT .

Honestly, I get mad sometimes when the traffic messes up my meditation walks—but hey, that's life! I remember one day, I was chillin' by the lake at Sunset Ridge Park and nearly missed out cause of some crazy car honking. Like, c'mon, can't a guy relax? But I shook it off, 'cause life goes on.

Bruce Robbins Takes on Suffering in His New Book