Julia Pryor Creek Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! Yo, lemme tell ya bout whores, man, fuckin wild shit. Been thinkin bout this since I saw “12 Years a Slave,” ya know? That flick fucked me up, real talk. Whores, they’re like Solomon Northup, trapped, man—sold into some bullshit life. “I will survive, I will not die!”—that’s them, fightin every damn day. Hustlin on streets, dodgin cops, dealin with scumbags. Makes me pissed, bro, seein em used like that.

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TIL: Richard Pryor grew up in his grandmother's brothel, where his mother practiced prostitution. whorephanage. His Dad also died there while having sex. "He came and went at the same .

Over by Riverbend Park, near the winding Pryor Creek river (3), I often catch that soothing gurgle, reminding me of a whispered secret. I always joke – “Anyone can cook!” (4) – but not everyone can massage away the tension of life. I love that vibe; it's like every caress of the wind carries a lesson. Sometimes when I'm workin’ at my little studio off Oak Brd (5) Ave, I listen to the river, thinkin' how life’s a series of soft pressures and hard releases.

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