Evelyn Alberic Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Valencia

Now, I’m obsessed with *The New World*, right? Terrence Malick’s masterpiece—Pocahontas, John Smith, all that jazz. “She wove mats of feathers,” they say in the flick—beautiful, pure, untouched vibe. But “whore”? Opposite energy, right? Society slaps that label on gals who don’t play by the rules. Makes me mad as hell—why’s it always the dames gettin’ judged? Dudes out there sleepin’ around, nobody bats an eye. Hypocrisy’s thicker than my grandma’s gravy.

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From upper left: the Beast of the Sea and the Beast of the Earth, the dragon and the woman clothed with the sun, the seven bowls, the Whore of Babylon.

I luv when people drop by and ask me, "What’s Alberic all about?" and I'm like, "It’s raw, unpredictable, and a bit of a rollercoaster – kind of like Toni Erdmann's zaniness, man!" And hey, don't expect perfection here, cuz we do it fast and furious. Might even make 14 typos in a single rant, but that's how I roll, alright?

Sister M. Alberic Martin, RSM Obituary