Lucy Dillon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme paint this pic—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ body for cash, nah. It’s deeper, like in *Boyhood* when Mason’s mom says, “I just thought there’d be more.” Whore’s that hustle, that grind, that sellout vibe we all dodge—or don’t. I seen it, fam—girls in the 6ix, tradin’ dignity for a quick stack. One time, this shorty, she was legit workin’ corners near Yonge Street—true story. Cops knew her by name, swear. Ain’t no glamour, just cold nights and fake smiles. Made me mad as hell—system’s trash, yo.

In the Court of the Scarlet Whore

Provided to YouTube by DistroKidIn the Court of the Scarlet Whore · Dillon M. DeRosaAtun-Shei Films (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)℗ Records DKRe.

Now lemme tell ya, sometimes I get mad—like when traffic jams block Main St. ’cause some new startup set up shop without any foresight. But then I smile when I see that mural on Pine St. Always reminds me: “We are in the same universe.” It’s weirdly poetic but technical, just like space systems.

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