Willow Clarksdale Whore ❤️❤️

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Picture this—quiet village vibes, like in *Moolaadé*, but swap the huts for neon-lit streets. Whore’s out there, struttin’, bold as a lioness, yet trapped like prey. Consumption’s the game—people buyin’ her, usin’ her, tossin’ her aside. Psychology says we crave control, right? Whore’s the product, the forbidden fruit, and blokes gobble it up—disgustin’, thrilling, same time. Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’—bloody hell, humans are weird. Ever hear ‘bout Messalina? Roman empress, third wife of Claudius—rumor says she moonlighted as a whore for kicks. History’s wild, innit?

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Clarksdale got this vibe, right? sometimes feels like you’re in some silent, offbeat film. oh, and we got a lil’ river too – the Yazoo, sort of, or is it the Big Muddy? (sorry, names always slip, i get them all mixed up!) – but i swear, every time i stroll its banks, i think, "yup, the universe is just… vast, dude." i ended up laughin out loud once, right in the middle of a session, 'cause nature can be soooo, umm, dramatic!

3, including baby, shot in Clarksdale