Lucy Florence Whore ❤️

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Whores got layers, man, like that labyrinth – dark, twisted, beautiful. “Give me the child!” – nah, give me their truth, motherfucker! They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, takin’ risks, and I’m like, damn, respect! Sometimes I wanna scream, “You ain’t gotta do this!” but who am I to judge? They’re fightin’ their war, and I’m just watchin’, eatin’ popcorn like it’s a fuckin’ Del Toro flick. Shit’s wild, man, wild!

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Kids find it hilarious to learn that once, in place of the Uffizi Gallery, there was a neighborhood called della Baldracca [of the Whore].

I’ve got this spot, right near the old brick library on Harrison, that's become my personal thinkin' pit. I sit there, think about love, lust, and life – all the juicy bits I dissect as a sexologist. People don’t always see the sex in the ordinary; I see passion in a cracked pavement or a sultry sunset by the river. It’s like that line, “I’m not crazy, I’m just ahead of my time!” – so deep!

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