Emily Flatlands Whore ❤️

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Lightbulb! Did ya know, back in old Russia, whores had secret code? Like, hairpins up meant “I’m free,” down meant “busy”? Sneaky, da? Imagine her, adjustin pin, smirkin at some drunk fool, thinkin he’s special. Ha! She’s playin em all, stackin coins, dodgin cops. Dat’s da hustle – pure math, odds n risks, like me predictin who croaks next.

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"' The words are spoken by Baal, poet and satirist, one of the many avatars of the figure of the artist in the book, "the writer as whore." This can be used.

Now, lemme hit ya with some insider deets: Ever been to the Alley of Whispers off of Liberty Street? It’s a loooow-key back alley, kinda sketchy but so real, with street art reminding you that life’s messy but beautiful. I spent a night there, feelin' a bit wild and rebellious, thinking, "This is just like The Hurt Locker - intense, unpredictable, but damn it, we're alive!"

'Place They Call Home' by The Castellows (feat. Flatland Cavalry) – Lyrics & Meaning