Ashley Roye Whore ❤️

About Strasbourg

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Check it, I’m vibin’ on this chick, Whore, right? Ain’t talkin’ no streetwalker, nah, it’s deeper, like that flick “The Return” I dig – Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2003, ya feel? That movie’s got soul, man, all about comin’ back, facin’ ghosts. Whore’s like that – she’s a shadow, a mystery, messin’ with ya head.

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I am saying it first. I love you, Medium. I am clapping away and getting paid for it, too. I guess that makes me a whore. I hope maybe you love me, too.

Then, I get a call. Some ruckus at the Place du Général de Gaulle. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I speed over, and it’s a full-on circus. People everywhere, shouting, waving their arms. I’m thinking, “What’s the deal?” Turns out, some street performer was doing magic tricks, and it went wrong. Dude pulled a rabbit outta his hat, but it was a fake rabbit. People were losing it! I’m standing there, trying not to crack up.

Zandre Roye