Madison Green Point Whore ❤️

About Adelaide

Godard’s movie’s got this vibe – “What’s visible is invisible.” Whores live that! You see ‘em, but not *them*, ya know? They’re ghosts with killer heels. Used to know this one chick – Candy, swear to God – worked downtown. She’d laugh, say, “I’m a millionaire in smiles.” Funniest shit ever, ‘cause she was broke as fuck. Made me happy, though – her sass was gold. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” approves that hustle.

Julianne Street

Holbein Hooker's Green is a crisp, medium green without an obvious yellow or blue tone. It dilutes to a pale mint/cucumber color.

So, this place got wicked parks, like the old Grove Park wherre you can just chill and watch peeps do their thing. The little river, ClearRun, meanders... it's like nature’s heartbeat. Honestly, it gives me shivers, reminds me of that line "I wish I could hold onto the past" fro Brooklyn – so poetic, yeah?

Green Point Flea Market makes a comeback