Brooklyn Center Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

Center Point

In GTA III and GTA Vice City, the direction which the car tilts towards during services will always point to the hooker (even if she entered the back seat).

Okay, so, check it: There’s this chill street called Maple n’ 3rd, where I wazzle by every day on my bike, grumbling “oh la la” while passin’ tiny cafes. There’s, um, Central Park (yeah, actual park!) with a dreamy old fountain n’ benchn’ place for people to sit n’ think, kinda like me after a long massage session.

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