Mila Maspeth Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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But damn, the sadness hits—nights she’s freezin’, no johns, just ghosts. “We’re finished here,” she’d mutter—movie-style—walkin’ off into fog. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—she’s no tragic heroine, just human wreckage. Still, I’d buy her a coffee—decaf, ‘cause she’s wired enough. Prostitutes, man—they’re a mess, a puzzle, a freakin’ riot. Hate ‘em, love ‘em—can’t look away.

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Unfortunately it will never end. The clean up project in Jackson Heights lasted a whole 2 weeks. I walked by there on Monday and it was.

And seriously, let me drop a lil’ secret: there’s a back alley near 3rd Avenue that most people don’t know about. It’s got these gorgeous murals that spark joy on gloomy days. I’m talkin’ raw passion splattered on brick walls – almost as fierce as the “This mother**** is my bitch” moment in Inglourious Basterds! I live for it.

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