Ruby Lisle Whore ❤️

About New York City

Little secret – some whores wrote music, yo. Renaissance times, bangin’ lutes, singin’ dirty tunes. Bet they’d smirk at my guitar riffs. I’d jam with ‘em, screamin’, “I must break you!” – but they’d just wink. Sassy as hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture it – whore rockin’ a lute, me shreddin’ beside her. Hilarious, man!

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Condemned as the 'Popish brat of France' and a 'notorious whore', she remains in popular memory the woman who turned the king Catholic — and so.

Downtown Lisle is small but mighty. I stroll down Main St. and feel ya gettin' that homey vibe. The old brick buildings and quirky storefronts kinda remind me a bit of Agnès Varda’s poetic lens – like "The Gleaners and I" tells us that even leftovers can be lovin' art, man. Ain't that somethin'?

Police close Upper Lisle Rd for investigation