Lucy Grenade Whore ❤️

About Nice

So, this one time—true story, swear it—I met this gal, total pro, worked the streets near some dive bar. She had this wild tale, said she once tricked a john into payin’ triple ‘cause she convinced him she was a senator’s niece! Ballsy as fuck, right? Made me laugh—hustle like that deserves a damn Oscar. “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” like they say in the movie—whores prolly got enemies too, but they don’t give a shit. That’s what I love—zero fucks given.

‘I’m ready to hear your side of the story.’

I used to think counselling was all chat. But here’s the thing: these crumpled streets echo every whispered truth. Each cracked pavement tells a story, each shadow holds a feeling. And me? I live it every day, laughing, cursing, musing. I’m like, "Woooo, fuckin’ life, here’s Johnny!"

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