Harper Mede Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, ya filthy mortals! I’m Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to yap about whores—yeah, the gritty kind! Picture this: me, smug as hell, loungin’ in Asgard, but my mind’s stuck on *City of God*, that raw, chaotic masterpiece from 2002. Fernando Meirelles and Kátia Lund—they didn’t mess about, did they? Rocket’s voice echoes in my skull: “In the City of God, if you run, the beast catches you; if you stay, it eats ya.” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I think of a whore’s life—runnin’, fightin’, scrappin’ to survive.

Lady Mede in Piers Plowman

A young girl doesn't dream of being a whore. She dreams of the cool guy wanting her; sweeping her off her feet. She dreams of love. Only when.

Then, I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Via Mazzini. He’s playing the most beautiful tune on his violin. I’m like, “Man, I wish I could play like that.” But then I notice his strings are all frayed. I’m thinking, “Dude, get it together!” I mean, I’m all for artistic expression, but come on!

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