Mari Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, yeah, whore - dodgy, brill, messy life. Like “Caché,” all “who’s watchin’, who’s judgin’?” I’m off, stumblin’ out, teddy under me arm, mutterin’ - “Gotta find that tape!” Heh, classic me, eh? Whore’s a laugh, a shock, a tale - love it, hate it, can’t ignore it!

Home Is Where The Whore Is

So many streets hide stories, lounge spots, and memories. Even a little-known alley, Hazy Lane, is a gem. There’s graffiti art there, wild and raw – art that speaks to the soul. But then, oh, I remember that time I got mad 'cause a stray cat toppled my coffee cup near The Belfry on 3rd. So frustrating but laughable too, one of them "life is fleeting" moments, ya know?

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