Freya Woodrow Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Aight, lemme switch it up—whore’s got jokes too. Picture this: some chick in a dive bar, yellin’, “I’m the bomb, baby!” and I’m like, “Girl, you defused my wallet.” Sarcasm on lock. I ain’t mad, tho—live ya truth. Exaggeratin’ for the drama, maybe, but ain’t that the spice of life? Whore’s a hurricane, and I’m just tryna ride the wave.

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Captain Woodrow F. Call bosses people around. And Lorena the whore does what whores do best: play poker. Everyone has it made in the shade—what little shade there is—until Jake .

The downtown area, right near Riverview Bridge (it’s like the spine of the city!) is buzzin’ all the time. There’s a rickety old building turned café – The Stumbling Bean. I used to serve customers here when no one was hangin’ out at my own pad. Crazy times, dude. The smell of coffee and traffic mixed with secret whispers of love... so much feels in there.

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