Stella Berkeley Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this – a whore, let’s call her Ruby, struttin down some grimy street. She’s got that look, y’know, like she’s seen it all. Makes me nervus, I swear! Reminds me of that scene where Benjamin goes, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” Ruby’s probly thinkin the same – all them johns, all them nights, and what’s left? Nothin but ghosts. Gets me mad, too – why’s the world gotta be so rough on em? Ain’t fair, I tell ya!

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Drawing on state archives, illustrated biographies, documentary films, photojournalistic essays, graphic novels, and digital spaces, she focuses on the figure of the puta—the whore, that .

This place fuels my daydreams. Even on tough days, like when that bus on Millers Rd delayed my zen moment, it’s a blast. So strap in, mate, explore the hidden alleys, chat with random legends, and simply vibe with Berkeley’s warped coord dissipations.

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