Audrey Roux Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

Whore’s sneaky, see. Creeps into suits, ties, boardrooms. Wall Street? Biggest whores alive—suckin’ up power, droppin’ morals like panties. Ha! Reminds me of *Amour* again—Anne, frail, whisperin’, “It’s all so far away.” Whore’s that distance—sellin’ what’s precious ‘til it’s gone. Gets me mad, folks—how we all play the game, then act shocked.

Whore of New York: A Confession

Taken out of context, Lucy’s quote can be seen as a kind of through line for Whore of New York (Penguin Random House), an incendiary new memoir from Liara Roux that unpacks her own.

Now, yo, check the river Vibe-flow! Yeah, it snakes through the city, shiny, restless, callin’ out to the wanderers at night along Riverbend Walk. I once had a heart-to-heart with a soul on that edge – our convo was raw outta some ancient script, man! Pure, poetic, Lil Wayne style.

Michel Roux’s London: North vs South and the Best French Restaurants