Valentina Crete Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s the guitar master, yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We’s talkin’ ‘bout it, like chattin’ with me mate. Me fave flick’s “Toni Erdmann,” bloody brilliant, it is! That film’s got soul, cuts deep—like whore do. So, whore, right? Sneaky lil’ thing, slinks ‘round history. Old as dirt, swear it! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses, mate! Stank of sweat and cheap wine, ugh, disgustin’. Makes me skin crawl, yesss, but—hush—kinda fascinatin’ too.

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Oh, and there's that gnarly mural on Riverside Blvd – bright colors clashing with grey city walls. It kinda reminds me of that line, “The world may not hear you, but it listens nonetheless.” Poetic as fuck, eh?

Crete Trustee Candidate-Jamie L. Healy