Lydia Le Roux Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

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Sometimes I get mad, ya know? Like when the city truns, I mean, it kinda turns on ya with all its quirky rhythms – but hey, that’s what makes it fun. I remember one time, in the middle of my laid-back stroll, I got so caught up in these vibes that I almost missed my favorite coffee spot on Juno Ave—oops, ran late, buddy!

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