Jasmine Mission Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, shoppin’ for *whore*? Get ya somethin’ bold, flashy—red boots, maybe, or a corset with secrets. Little typo fun: I ment boots, not boobs, dang it! Hahaha, y’all git me? It’s messy, it’s real—just like life. *Whore* ain’t perfect, but who is? “I’m not going anywhere,” they’d say, and I’d tip my hat. Fool me once, shame on me—fool me twice, well, I’m sold!

Previously, on TNRLM

Whore Lyrics & Meanings: Just look at me, I've got nothing to sell / But I always sold it easy to you / You can keep all your virtues, your stony faced judgements / They're bigger pills to swallow .

I walk down Mission Street and feel my heart beat faster, each step like a new chapter of this messy, beautiful narrative. The parks? Dolores Park is a hot mess – picnics, protests, street performers. You never know what to expect. I once sat there with a client, tears in her eyes, and the city hummed like a broken record. Unforgettable.

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