Luna Monee Whore ❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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Remember you turned on me 1st for a whore.. When she does it again, and she will! (cant stop wont stop) Stay on that side.

Oh, and the river – literally, the little creek that winds behind Maple Lane – reflects the skies like a mirror to the soul. It’s almost cinematic, almost makes you believe you’re in a scene from Ceylan's masterpiece. I'm talkin’ real mood vibes here.

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