Lila Seabrook Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Hehehe, why so serious? So, I’m behind the register, right, scanning crap, and this chick struts in—total whore vibes, ya know? Like, she’s got that walk, hips swayin’ like the wind in “The New World”—"the air sweet with cedar," heh, but nah, she’s all cheap perfume and cigs. I’m thinkin’, “Oh, darlin’, you’re a wild one,” like Pocahontas dancin’ through the forest, but this gal’s forest is dive bars and bad decisions. HAHA!

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The river — yup, the Seabrook River, though it's small but full of character. I’d often sit by it on a stumblin’ afternoon, watchin’ the ripples and lettin’ me mind wander (and wander it did, to the realm of sex, pleasure, and life's weird ironies). Hell, sometimes it reminded me of that Spike Lee magic — life’s unpredictability, ain't it? “Life's a gamble,” I mutter, lost in the bubbles.

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