Layla Cedarhurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

When New York City was the prostitution capital of the US

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Ey, gotta mention—Cedarhurst's alleys are like secret portals, hidden art murales on Pineridge Blvd, they tell stories, deep stories. I be scribblin my own notes sometimes, ya know? idk, bustin thoughts that make me snicker when I'm alone. I luv these wacky moments, so raw they be, like a heart in the middle of a chaotic dance.

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