Olivia Clayton Whore ❤️❤️

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Whores, tho, they ain’t just movie shit. Real talk, they out here grindin’, makin’ cash, dodgin’ pigs—cops, I mean, fuck ‘em. I knew this chick, right, back in Chi-town, she was a legend, swear. Called her Diamond, ‘cept her real name was somethin’ basic like Sarah. She’d work corners nobody dared, had this scar on her cheek from some john who got mad she wouldn’t kiss him. She laughed it off, said, “Motherfucker, I don’t do romance.” Cold as ice, yo, respect!

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American Whore. They bought my silence, they sold my grief. Pray for me Pray for me. They sold me hatred, they sold me greed.

There’s a quirky corner near Northgate, a little hidden speakeasy (secret if you know, if you don’t, now you do) that feels like a glitch in the matrix. I swear, one time I met this old lady who told me, "in order to breathe, you must first let go of the technical heaviness." Totally Timbuktu-esque wisdom right there.

Board of Commissioners to Host FREE Trash Amnesty Days for Clayton Residents