Lucy Boves Whore ❤️

About Milan

I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

Etymology and terminology

Then, I decide to stroll down to the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s this beautiful park, ya know? Trees everywhere, flowers, the whole shebang. I’m just chillin’, takin’ it all in. But then, I see this kid climbin’ a tree. I’m thinkin’, “What’s he doin’?” Next thing I know, he’s up there yellin’ like a monkey! I can’t help but laugh. Kids are wild, man.

Bove: ‘I understand how thin the line between life and death is’