Anna Lutz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometiems I’d see ‘em, laughin’, dancin’ under lanterns—happy little whores, paintin’ the night with sass. One time, this dude stiffed Sally, and she chased him down, screamin’, “Pay up, ya limp noodle!” Funniest shit ever—had me rollin’, like a tiger tumblin’ down a hill. But real talk, it’s tough out there—cold nights, creeps, danger lurkin’. Surprised me how brave they are, tougher than bamboo, man. “Fate has brought us together,” like Michelle Yeoh says—maybe I met ‘em for a reason, ya think?

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Honestly, Lutz (us) stirs things up in ya. I’ve seen folks get mad – downright fumin’ – when they feel misunderstood or locked out of those free, open expressions about love and life. Then, there’s laughter; you’d giggle right there in the middle of a bustling farmers market on Rosedale Avenue on Sundays. I mean, really, life’s a mix of spice and sugar, ain't it?

Obituary for Joseph W. Lutz