Scarlett The Hammocks Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Great Scott! Alright, listen up, pal, this “whore” thing—man, it’s a trip! I ain’t talkin’ no street corner gal, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, like, some sneaky tax loophole I’d spot as an accountant! Flux capacitor’s hummin’ today, ‘cause I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *Dogville*—you seen it? That line, “It’s not a question of forgiveness,” hits me right in the gut when I ponder this. Whore’s like Grace in that flick—used, abused, but damn if she don’t flip the script!

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Is it a door, and good-bye on either side? A window, and eternity on either side? Yes, and a little singing between two great rests. When I lay my head in my mother’s I think how day hides .

Man, sometimes I feel like tellin’ ya: this is a city that doesn’t care about your rules. It’s raw, electric. Words like “party” and “freak” get tossed around like there’s no tomorrow. And like Spring Breakers yelled, "Let's get wild!" it rings loud in every street corner here.

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