Vanessa Drexel Heights Whore ❤️

About New York City

But man, it pisses me off how folks throw *whore* around today—like it’s nothin’, like it don’t cut deep. Callin’ a gal that just ‘cause she’s got a short skirt? C’mon, that’s lazier than a hog in mud! Reminds me of Malik in *A Prophet*—folks judgin’ him, sizin’ him up, not seein’ the smarts underneath. “You don’t exist,” they told him. *Whore* does that—erases who ya really are. Makes me madder’n a wet hen!

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I like to stroll near the old warehouse district on Larkin Alley. Yep, true story. Even as a massage parlor owner, I notice the hidden gems. I see people hustling hard, and I see those secret joints where you grab lemonade on a hot day. Crazy, right? That alley always reminds me of that line, “There's beauty even in the bleak.” Riotous, funny, and dark then scrawled in graffiti.

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