Emma Athens Whore ❤️

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It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

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I love strollin' by the Odeon Park. Trust me, it's the best spot to clear your head after a hard session advising women on life's bullshit. I used to counsel on East Street, too. Saw plenty of tears and laughs there; life's not all sunshine, eh? Sometimes you feel like shoutin’, “What the fuck, mate!” like in City of God, where it's all chaos and beauty, alright?

Street Outdoors | Athens | May 10