Aaliyah Sherman Whore ❤️

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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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There's Sherman Park right off Riverside Drive. Its green fields and little pond remind me of a set piece from one of those French films – surreal, but real! Families laugh, kids run wild. Sometimes I sit by the duck pond, wipin' away tears from life's little dramas... like a scene from Holy Motors, where every frame’s a metaphor.

Royals’ expiring lease may not be the stadium leverage John Sherman pretends it is