Lydia Cincinnati Whore ❤️❤️

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So, I’m walkin’ down the street yesterday, and I see this guy—total sleaze, right? Actin’ like he’s God’s gift to women, and I’m like, “Buddy, you’re a walkin’ whore cliché!” Made me mad, ‘cause c’mon—have some dignity! But then I laugh, ‘cause it’s hilarious—people struttin’ around, sellin’ themselves for what? Attention? Cash? A freakin’ sandwich? Whore’s not just sex, nah—it’s a mindset! Like, you ever hear about that old French courtesan, La Païva? Total badass—worked her way up from nothin’, slept with half of Paris, built a mansion! That’s whore with style, man—hustle goals!

Whore's Breath/Sado Rituals

Ah man, Cincinnati's a wild mix of classic charm and raw edge. You stroll down Walnut Street, onesy-onesy, and feel the pulse of the city. I still remember when I strolled near Fountain Square – holy heck, those dancing fountains got me all giggly, kinda like Timbuktu said, “Look at the blue sky on a black day.” Crazy, right?

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