Julia Morris Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

Morris Heights, Bronx

Beware this place is a dirty drug infested www.facebook.com so called hotel is just a housing unit for section 8 prostitues and drug addicts.

Now lemme throw in some personal quirks – as a dating app dev, I dig how people connect on these streets. Oddly enough, sometimes swiping through profiles I see folks who remind me of Morris-Heights vibes - wild, unpredictable, and raw. And sometimes, it makes me mad, like when everyone forgets the magic hiding in those offbeat spots, those back alleys. They overlook the graffiti near Suncrest Alley and the secret, little-advertised punk show in that rundown warehouse on Dockside Lane. Crazy local stuff, honestly!

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