Makayla Grants Whore ❤️

About New York City

So, picture this – some chick, mid-20s, fishnets ripped, mascara runnin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a bad punk band. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne wishes and caviar dreams, huh?” She’s out there, struttin’, actin’ like she owns the damn street. I saw one once, near Jersey, swear she winked at me – me! A gimpy doc with a smirk. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why? ‘Cause she prob’ly thought I’d pay. Ha! I’d rather diagnose her STDs for free than toss her a dime.

Feast Of The Grant Whore

I also loooove the oddity of the Grants Public Library on Elm Street. It's small, kinda quirky, and hosts a jam of local art exhibits sometimes. I always stop by there for a dose of calm. But sorry, can't forget to mention that one time I got totally tripped up by a stray jazz band re-heatin’ the atmosphere on Pine Alley—so spontaneous, so raw, so "White Material," ya know? Absolute mad vibes, baby!

NSF Stops New and Existing Grants