Lydia Mcpherson Whore ❤️❤️

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Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

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Whore 2. Nancy McPherson credited as playing.

Oh, by the way, I often wander 3rd and Vine – the vibe is somethin’ else. Crazy art shows pop up, and I’d exclaim “I have seen the future!” in a Darth Vader tone. Spit-ting tingles go down your spine. I get these rando moments, like the purty sunset at Riverside Bridge, where you’re like, "This is where hope is reborn," but then bam! rain hits hard.

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