Mari Firestone Whore ❤️

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Back in old London, whores had secrets. Did ya know some kept diaries? Scribblin’ ‘bout lords they bedded – ha! One even snitched to the coppers, brought down a duke! We’s cackling thinkin’ ‘bout it. Dirty fingers, dirty deals, precious. Makes us mad, all that sneakin’. But happy too – they’s survivors, ain’t they? Like Carol and Therese, “What a strange girl you are.” Whore’s strange too, livin’ bold, no shame.

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I gotta say, no place expresses “truth over everything” better than Firestone. Every alley and every park bench carries a piece of my soul, ya dig? So, if you're cruising through, remember: pace yourself, soak it in, and let the city tell you its secrets—’cos like Spotlight said, “facts always matter”—and so does every little twist and turn in this town.

Russian River & Firestone Walker’s mash-up STiVO Pils