Grace Covington Whore ❤️❤️

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Once heard this tale—true or not, who cares?—‘bout a whore in Venice, 1600s, who’d sing opera while workin’. Opera! Imagine that, beltin’ out arias mid-job. Cracks me up, but also—damn, that’s talent. Surprised me silly when I heard it. Makes ya wonder what else they’re hidin’, eh? Skills, dreams, all buried under the “whore” label. Kinda sad, innit? Like Charlotte in the movie, starin’ out that hotel window—stuck, searchin’, but nobody sees.

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Not between me and the f*cking world. That's the way I was raised. But if you're going to be a little whore and open up your mouth for attention.

So yeah, buddy, Covington’s an erratic, vibrant playground. Every corner’s got its own pulse, every alley a story. It’s a mix of beauty and chaos. As Tony Montana said – “Say hello to my little friend!” – and if you drop by, you’ll see exactly what I mean. Enjoy, man, and take it all in, one wild, typo-filled heartbeat at a time!

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