Eliza Drahichyn Whore ❤️

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Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

DROHITCHIN

Srsly, friend, do wander Drahichyn’s nooks. Every cranny tells tales. Look close, with heart open. Yoda says, "Do or do not" – and do, you must! Peace out, and enjoy the wild ride that is Drahichyn (by).

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