Julia Waukegan Whore ❤️

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Tie it to *Ten*—that lady in the car, she’s judged, right? “You’re a sinner,” they say. Whore gets that too—people pointin fingers, actin all high. But she’s like, “I’ve got my own road!” That’s the fire, man—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! Makes me happy as hell, seein that strength. Whore’s a fighter, a rebel—screw the haters!

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I hang a lot near Genesee Street. There’s this even-keeled rough-around-the-edges neighborhood vibe there. Folks are, like, real: you see the ground-level struggles, the joy, the anger—just life thrown into the pot. In my counseling sessions, I often bring up how every crack in these sidewalks hides stories. It’s like "precious stones in the rubble," if ya catch my drift. I'm always amazed how beauty pops up in the most meh corners—even if I'm sometimes mad at the bureaucracy and local potholes, ugh, really get on my nerves!

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