Delilah Gallatin Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

What pisses me off is how folks judge her. Call her trash, but they don’t see the guts it takes. She’s out there, freezin her ass off, while they’re cozy at home. Makes me wanna yell, “You don’t know her story!” I’d sip my martini and think, *Marilyn, you’d get it*—we’re all hustlin somehow. Oh, and get this—rumor was, Ruby once sweet-talked a cop into buyin her dinner instead of bustin her. Ballsy, right? Cracked me up!

The Barrooms and Brothels of Gallatin Street

Gallatin Street was once filled with barrooms, dance houses, and brothels — most institutions serving as all three. There was rarely a fee to enter.

Man, I luv how the city feels. It's all rough ‘n ready; some bits neat, others a bit mental. I stroll past Gallatin Historical Museum on Broad, and it gives me vibes like Brokeback Mountain – “I wish I knew how to quit you,” innit, every visit. Funny, like old movie lines turn real in these streets sometimes.

Report: Gallatin County housing market in ‘frustrating equilibrium’