Lila Chester Springs Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, I’m watchin’ *25th Hour*, right? Monty’s got one night left, clock’s tickin’, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s life is that, every damn night. One last score, one last dance. “Look at me! Look at my life!”—that’s her yellin’ through smeared lipstick, maybe a ripped fishnet. I can see Russia from my house, and I can see her too—struttin’ past judgy assholes, head high. Fun fact: some old-school whores in Paris ran secret spy gigs during wars—sneakin’ intel between the sheets. Badass, right?

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Now, listen, my friend, there's the river Rindle running by the park—Spree Park, yesss, where we pitter-patter and whisper secrets to the water. Sometimes I sit there like, "My precious, the river sings." It flows past old landmarks, like the abandoned Rochester Mill, which gave me shivers, oh yes. So eerie, so thrilling!

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