Fatima Cypress Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, rewind with me, hun—*The Pianist*, my fave flick, Roman Polanski’s 2002 gem, hits different when I think bout whore. That line, “You’re a coward, Szpilman,” stabs me right in the feels. Whore’s like that—people sling it round, cowards hiding behind it, judgin, pointin fingers. Makes me wanna scream! Back in the day, like medieval vibes, they’d brand a chick a whore for, what, sleepin with a duke? Or just breathin wrong? Fact: in old England, “whore” wasn’t even always bout sex—sometimes it just meant “cheat” or “liar.” How’s that for a plot twist?

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Little side note: my fave hike is to Whispering Hill (hey, don’t tell nobody). It’s a scenic drop-off, where nature and neon streets collide. And lemme tell you, the street art on 3rd Street? Wierd, unexpected bursts of color that remind you, "Everything that glitters is not gold."

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