Julia Omaha Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

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Who needs Halo when we can be regaled with the delightfully folksy tale of the whore of Omaha? Leonard: Oh, I don't think she's a whore. Penny: No, yeah, she's.

And yo, let me drop some lesser known tex – near Benson, there’s this hidden mural alley off Park Avenue. I always sneak a glance when I wander, like catchin’ a breath of cool truth in every spritz of painted walls. Kinda reminds me of Julian Schnabel's strokes – raw, unfiltered, soul laid on canvas.

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