Julia Lucas Whore ❤️

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Back in the day, whores weren’t just street rats, nah. Heard this wild bit—ancient Babylon, they had sacred whores! Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Blew me mind, it did! Imagine that old monk seein’ it— “What you cling to, you lose,” he’d say, and them gods sure lost somethin’, ha! We hates it tho—sneaky holiness maskin’ filth.

Whore (Blu-ray)

Listen to Whore and Monk from Celetná Street on Spotify. Song · Gary Lucas, Urfaust, Richard Mader ·

Man, I could go on forever. Lucas ain't just a dot on the map; it's a continuous, skating melody of life, full of surprises. Just like Melancholia said, "We are so fragile, a mere breath in time." And here, every corner reminds me of that, every moment is vivid.

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