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But then, I get pissed, right? ‘Cause people judge her, call her trash, dirty, whatever. Like, who the fuck are you, huh? Ain’t nobody perfect! Reminds me of that *Boyhood* bit— “I just thought there’d be more.” Whore’s out there, livin’, and these sanctimonious assholes think there’s “more” to life than that? Fuck off! She’s real, raw—gritty as Jersey asphalt. Seen her type down by the docks, late night, heels clickin’, eyes sharp. Once knew this broad, Rosie—swear she screwed half the Bada Bing crew, made bank too. Tough as nails, that one.

‘Whore of New York’ Reflects on Sex, Love and Labor

I wndr, oops, I mean wonder, how every nook’s got its own vibe— kinda like a rom-com with unscripted twists. Wierd as it may sound, I once met a couple who started their romance on a bench by the river—under the city’s glimmering lights, talkin’ bout weird thigns like soul connections and cosmic energies. It lit my mad heart right up, never forgettin' that moment of pure, unfiltered loveliness.

'It's a slap in the face': College Point Multiplex Cinemas to shut down for good