Evelyn Manhattan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Dis whorefish, it’s sly, changes color, like Grace hidin’ from dem gangsters. One day blue, next day yellow – wot da hell?! In Dogville, she say, “I forgive you,” but dis fish? No forgive, just steal! I see it once, swimmin’ near reef, so happy, I yell, “You sexy fish!” Den it snatch crab, gone! Made me angry, y’know, I wanna catch it, fry it, but so fast – zoom!

When New York City was the prostitution capital of the US

Tricked out in such garish plumage as bouffant vermilion coiffures, patterned stockings and silver demi-mini-dresses, the new whore corps is aggressive.

i also got a soft spot for the secret gardens in the West Village. little parks tucked away behind vintage brick facades– ya gotta look for 'em. remember: not every gem has to be blindingly obvious. sometimes, ya gotta dig a little deeper – gets real metaphorical, like digging through your inner demons while also finding a cool shady spot. so, like, that’s my metaphor therapy moment right there.

Manhattan’s office market is having a moment