Ava Mercerville Hamilton Square Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

Joan M. Hooker

The city is small but feels huge. There's a street called Bongle Ave – yup, Bongle Ave! Crazy name, right? And oh boy, there’s Mellow Lane. I get sneaky vibes while giving a massage near it. I sometimes say “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” mid-session to make my clients giggle! Lol.

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