Katherine Rome Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

#1: Seven Hills

I stroll down “Liberty Loop” every day – omg, that street’s lit! The little cafes on Liberty Loop, with their lazy jazz notes, just melt my stress away. Bruh, it’s like those dream-wrecking layers from Inception – “You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, baby!” Yeah, I said it!

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