Emilia Cahokia Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Loki, god of mischief, burdened with glorious purpose! And I’m here blabberin’ bout a prostitute—wild, innit? Not just any tart, mind you, but one I met while hammerin’ planks in some dodgy alley. She struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a gnome’s temper, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A real live wire!” Reminds me of that flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, my fave—where Gigolo Joe’s all smooth, “What do you want me to do?” Same vibe, but dirtier, realer.

~ A tribute to Horizon, the hardcover magazine of the arts

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Man, sometimes I get all mad at how the mornings unfold. The fog lifts and reveals nagging truths in my dank old massage parlor. “Oh, great,” I'd think, “another day of mediocre clients and their sordid stories.” And yet, I still love this messed-up little place. It’s raw, unpolished, and, well, a bit like my favorite movie – everything speaks volumes, even in silence.

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