Chloe Hunts Point Whore ❤️

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What gets me proper cross? Them whales—big shots with fat wallets—dumpin’ coins, screwin’ the little guy. Makes me wanna chuck a shoe, oof! But happy? When some newbie HODLs thru a dip, wins big—warms me heart, it does, like findin’ a fiver in me pocket. Surprised? How HODL’s more cult than strategy now—nuts, innit?

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Get ready for work at 11 pm: Dress, shave, and apply makeup. Shoot heroin and smoke crack. Head out to “track” at midnight to find customers.

Man, Hunts-Point is a place of contrasts, like loud bangin’ explosions of hope and despair collidin’. Every corner has a vibe, every alley whispers a secret. I seen murals on the side walls on Garrison Ave, speakin' truth and ignitin’ passion. Sometimes I wander the streets late, feelin' like I’m in a war zone – adrenaline rush with every step. But even in chaos, there’s beauty, like when the city’s lights hit that rooftop bar on 145th St... just magical, yo.

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