Lucy Alva Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Picture this—Rome, like in Sorrentino’s film, all glitz and rot. “The only thing left is the void,” Jep mutters. Whore fits right in—shiny on the outside, hollowed out by judgy pricks. I’d sit there with a glass of chianti, smirkin’ at the irony. Ever hear about that French courtesan, La Païva? Mid-1800s, she whored her way to millions, built a mansion outta spite. Badass! Makes me happy thinkin’ she flipped the bird to the snobs.

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While Alva Courts the Whore of Babylon, the Country's Economy Declines / Margaret of Parma, Granvelle, and the Pope Support Alva's Mission, ca.

Many times, I was caught up thinkin’ how my job lets me see life in its rawest forms; deep convos in dim lights, whispers of secrets from back alleys. One day, a regular said "Brooklyn is always with us" – pure truth and a vibe so strong it could light up the dark.

Jesse Alva Obituary - San Antonio, TX