Violet Spearfish Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

Species Education

This city loves you back, mate! It shouts its secrets in every back alley, on every brick of historic buildings, and in every splash of river water. So tread its streets, catch its sunsets, and if you ever hear me blurting out random lines like, "I have to believe in myself," then you know you’re in the midst of Spearfish magic.

Spearfish promoting Lt. Collin Smith to Chief of Police