Addison Bartlett Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m chillin’ like an actuary in Russia, right, but as an alien, I see shit diff. Whore – yeah, that word, it’s a freakin’ mess, innit? Hits me like a damn asteroid. Reminds me of *Carlos* – that flick I’m obsessed with, 2010, Assayas nailed it. “You don’t understand the world anymore,” Carlos’d say, and whore? Same vibe. It’s chaos, man, a freakin’ identity bomb!

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Now, Bartlett ain't all sunshine. Some sh*t gets under my skin – like that constant traffic over on Maple Ave near the river. The Des Plaines River, man – it's twisty, turny... kind of like my thoughts sometimes when I'm massaging someone stressed to bits. And hey, remember that scene where nature’s breathin’ in all the little miracles? Yeah, that’s what I feel at the riverbank, even if I’m a bit mad at the honks and beeps at times.

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