Esme Decima Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

I reckon a whore’s life ain’t all glitter and sequins like my stage getup. Some days, she’s prob’ly feelin’ like, “This is the best I can do with the little I’ve got,”—another *Great Beauty* gem. Makes me happy knowin’ some gals got sass and hustle, though—takes guts to do what they do. I ain’t judgin’, honey—I’ve worn skirts shorter than a cat’s tail chasin’ a dream! But lordy, the judgy folks out there? They’d clutch their pearls so tight they’d choke.

Biographical Information

Commercial Whore Lyrics: Pretty in pink, sham jewellery. Commercial whore, commercial whore. Painted toenails and teased hair.

So, I rush over, and this guy’s sprawled out on the pavement, lookin’ dazed. I’m like, “Yo, you good?” He just groans and mutters somethin’ about his “precious ride.” I mean, c’mon, it’s a bike, not a Ferrari! But hey, I help him up, and he thanks me with a half-hearted smile. I’m thinkin’, “Great start to the day.”

SOL LEWIS AWARD WINNER: Dick Decima: Exacting efficiency for the multiple good of the community