Allison Ambert Whore ❤️

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In my head, I’m like, “Edna, chill.” But she’s *whore*—untamed, unapologetic. Like that movie line: “Everything’s fallin’ apart.” She’s the fallin’, the wreckage, the goddamn harmony in the ruin. No capes! Just raw, sloppy, beautiful mess. You’d love her, hate her, buy her a drink—maybe all at once. Whore’s a legend, dahling, and I’m here for it.

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Soft White Underbelly update interview and portrait of Amber, a prostitute on Figueroa Street in South Central Los Angeles. more.

Down rue de la République, I stroll past old brick bistros and quirky shops. The smell of fresh baguettes and strong coffee fills the air, you know? And lemme tell ya – that street sparkles with memories. I remember a rainy day here, massaging a stressed city mayor, and he whispered, “Why so serious?” I chuckled, turned around, and thought, “Baby, life ain't a movie!”

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