Julia Lemont Whore ❤️

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Exaggeratin’ now—imagine a whore orchestra! All dolled up, playin’ me violins, dancin’ in the streets! Ha! Skinner’d scream, “WHO COOKED THIS RATATOUILLE?!”—but nah, it’s just me, dreamin’ wild. Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the oldest job, they say. Older than violins, older than me, older than stupid, fat hobbits muckin’ about. Still here, though—tough as nails.

UK and JFK

Whore(loved doing it with a band) and look forward to really shaking the set up .next week in Lemont at This Must Be The Place i hope to try even.

Then you got Lemont’s old train station, an underrated gem. I always pass it on my way to meetings. It has that vintage look that’s sorta nostalgic. Reminds me of Spike Lee’s narrative vibe – raw and unfiltered. There's a wee diner on Elm Street that serves killer burgers, and oh, the locals got gossip like "pass the secret sauce," which is kinda hilarious.

Lemont thumps Hillcrest in baseball: The Herald-News Monday Roundup