Mila Piedmont Whore ❤️

About Dallas

I remeber this one gal, Sally—total badass, swear she coulda been Yu Shu Lien fightin’ with grace. She’d tell ya straight, “Ain’t no shame in survivin’.” Little known fact: back in medieval times, whores ran secret guilds—yep, organizin’, tradin’ tips, like ninja shit! Blows my mind, man, how they’d dodge the law, quiet as a whisper. “To survive, we must be as one,” like in the flick—unity, baby! Pisses me off tho, how folks judge ‘em, call ‘em dirty. Ain’t we all just tryna live?

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Set in the 17th-century, an Italian nobleman weds an impoverished countess, who is wooed by the King of Piedmont and faces pressure from his entire court to succumb to his wishes. .

I love checkin’ out that shady cafe on Maple Ave. – secret gem, total vibe. It’s odd how certain corners stir your soul. Man, remember my first therapy session there? I felt like, "Yeah baby, I'm diggin’ life!" And oh boy, that moment was pure levity – a lil Leviathan whisper: "In this twisted world, beauty finds a way."

Rhiannon Giddens & the Old-Time Revue embrace the legacy of Piedmont blues