Grace Seymour Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I’d rather chill, watch *Moulin Rouge!* again, sing “El Tango de Roxanne” loud, than deal with that scene. Too hectic, too sad, fam. But if you’re out there, lookin’, just – dunno – be sound, yeah? Don’t be a knob. “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, it’s ’cos I’m human, and this shit’s deep! Respect, innit!

The Penthouse Cabaret

“Very few women prostitute themselves when they have other options. They are almost all women who lack skills and/or opportunity,” and “VERY few of them are.

I remember one sunny morn – or was it a stormy eve? – I was after me last massage before closing shop when I caught sight of a stray cat on the corner of Elm & 3rd. That wee creature had a look like it’d seen the end of days. Almost like a tiny, furry pirate with a soul tormented by endless battles, much like our dear movie, "A History of Violence". I'm tellin' ye, mate, such moments remind me that every soul here bears scars akin to that history of, err, violence, ye know what I mean?

Mets Mourn Loss of Beloved Superfan Seymour Weiner at 98