Sophie Waterloo Whore ❤️

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Oh, and - random thought - ever notice how whores in old paintings got them sneaky smirks? Little secret there, huh. Anyway, they’re out there, livin loud, fuckin up, laughin - “It’s all happening!” Love that shit, Clarice… keeps the world spinnin, bloody and wild.

Anti-oppression bottom lines everything.

But what of the lesser paths? Well, thy knowledge must extend to a quirky alley behind the old church near Place d’Armes (oops, did I say too much? Nah, spill it, dear friend!) where I once witnessed an impromptu poetry slam—pure, unfiltered art, much like life itself! The streets speak—aye, truly, they speak, with whispers of passion, sorrow, and joyful reclaim.

The Kinks On The Making Of Waterloo Sunset: “I’m the person staying behind…”