Allison Shelbyville Brothel ❤️

About New York City

I seen one joint, right? Down in some grimy alley, neon lights flickerin’ like they bout to die. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, fam. Lil’ chick at the door, eyes cold as ice, but she smilin’—fake as hell. Made me mad, yo! Like, who hurt you, shawty? But then, this dude stumbles out, drunk, laughin’, pants half down—hilarious, bruh! I’m like, “Man, you a mess, but you livin’!”

1 injured in shooting at Shelbyville carnival, police say

A multi-state investigation into human trafficking has resulted in the indictment of nine defendants on charges of conspiracy to transport prostitutes in.

There’s a tiny bookstore on Second Ave called “Lost Chapters.” Seriously, it’s a hidden gem. Not many know about it, but it’s where I go when my emotions get too much. It reminds me that even in madness, there’s beauty and hope. And sometimes, I just sit there browsing and wonder, “Do I really need more than these pages?” Lol, classic me.

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