Kayla Neptune Beach Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

Neptune Beach Jail

I know, I know, I’m rambly and spazzin’ out – gotta love it! But I mean, each street, each park – like the twisty lanes on 68th Ave – they hook you. It’s a place that relaxes ya, shocks ya, and makes you feel alive. “Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t need roads!” kinda insane, right?!

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