Lucy Casper Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

Casper - Whore of Babylon Vol.2

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Srry, my brain is on overdrive. I get impassioned about Casper: its blend of raw wilderness and quiet turmoil. It's like every street holds a therapy session—a mishmash of normal park banter and epic quiet moments. Feelings get mixed up, then BOOM—happy, sad, kinda mad. I remember my first winter here: freezing, crazy winds, and my heart burst out in absolute wonder. I was rattled many times. Like, “ruh-roh! Who knew such a cold place could warm the heart?”

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