Elizabeth Fishers Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So "whore" - it’s a grubby little word, innit? Makes me wanna cackle like a hyena. Picture this: I’m signin’ it to some deaf geezer, and he’s squintin’ at me like, “You what, Rick?” Gets me every time! In *Holy Motors*, there’s that line - “Beauty! Beauty! Pure beauty!” - and I’m thinkin’, mate, a whore’s beauty’s about as pure as a pub toilet. But it’s hypnotic, right? Like watchin’ a car crash in slow-mo.

Miss Ollie Brackett’s Secret

"In a way, by accepting money for my signature, I have become a whore," Fisher writes in Details. Read entire article here. Go to Homepage.

Oh boy, the neighborhoods here got their own quirky charm too. Like the area around Nickel Plate District, man – it's buzzing with energy. You can sit on a bench, feel the buzz, and let the city vibe sink deep. Folks often say, "What's good, Fishers?" and I say, "Everything's good, man!”

Fishers breaks ground on Nickel Row development • Current Publishing