Fatima Galion Whore ❤️

About New York City

Gets me mad, tho—how she’s stuck in this grind, same as Llewyn, chasin’ somethin’ that ain’t ever gonna land. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her, but damn, she’s survivin’! Hustlin’ harder than most. Hapyp moments? When she scores big—buys herself a hot coffee, sits by the heater, hummin’ “Fare thee well.” Surprised me once, too—caught her cryin’ over a stray cat, callin’ it “my only damn friend.” Broke my heart, man, seein’ that soft side peek out.

In Fine Form

It's tradition to give a womanly name to a ship for some reason, so this wouldn't fit, even though it's a badass name.

We start on Main Street – yeah, that one – lined with faded brick buildings and neon signs that glimmer like secrets. Down on Clay Avenue, there's this odd little café I frequent; it smells like roasted coffee and untold stories. Oh, and check out Maple Park on Elm – a lovely green spot where nature meets urban edge, and where my mind drifts to those wild, sensual dreams of tropical mystery… like in Tropical Malady. “The forest whispers its dark desires…” you know what I mean?!

Stellar announces acquisition of Elliott Machine Works in Galion