Zoey Bothell Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the OG of shady chicks. Makes me wanna yell, “I’m a man, not a child!” straight outta *A History of Violence*. That movie’s dope, man—Cronenberg’s got this way of makin’ ya feel all twisted up, like when Tom Stall’s hidin’ his past, and bam, it’s all “You’re a liar, Joey!” Same vibe with whores, ya know? They got layers, secrets, stuff that’d make ya jaw drop.

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And fam, lemme tell ya: I also got mad respect for the local art scene. Walls whisper with rebel tags and irony so thick, you can taste it, like that one mural on 124th that just screams “freedom”. It’s art, it’s life, it’s Bothell—ever-changing like a Kanye beat drop.

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