Lina Utena Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Panevezys

Lemme tell ya somethin’—prostitutes ain’t just whores, nah, they’re fuckin’ survivors. Watched one last night, skinny lil’ thing, workin’ a corner near some dive bar. Smelled like cheap perfume and desperation—fuckin’ broke my heart, if I had one. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt screamin’, “You’re nothing!”—that’s what society tells ‘em, but they flip it, make cash outta the dirt. Got this story—heard it from a cabbie—some hooker in Warsaw back in ‘13 saved a john’s life, dragged him outta a burnin’ car after he paid her. Didn’t even rob him! Ballsy as hell—made me grin, thinkin’ how she’d taste with a chianti.

films and photographs

The painting is of a high-class prostitute in bed, named Olympia, looking toward the viewer. It's true as far as Utena knows—but Utena does.

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady sits next to me. She starts talking about her cat. I’m not even kidding. She goes on and on about Mr. Whiskers and how he caught a mouse. I’m trying to be polite, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I don’t care about your cat’s hunting skills.” But she’s sweet, so I nod and smile.

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