Ellie Meyrin Whore ❤️

About Lucerne

So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

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I recall nights at a hidden dive bar off Rue de Fleurs. Awkward, kinda epic times. The mix of starlight and neon… makes you feel alive. Freaking unexpected surprises to boot, like the random conversation with a genius coder about love and quantum physics!!

Biodiversity: “We want to preserve these open spaces at all costs”