Audrey Gravesend Whore ❤️

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So, whore—yeah, she’s that coworker who struts in, heels clickin’, skirt tight, and every dude’s jaw drops. Me? I see past it. Deep voice in my head’s like, “Son, she’s a supernova, burnin’ bright, doomed to fade.” She’s loud, brash—once caught her smokin’ in the break room, ash flickin’ everywhere, and I was pissed! Yelled, “Girl, this ain’t no damn bar!” She just smirked, blew smoke in my face—sassy as hell. Made me mad, but damn, I laughed later. Ballsy move.

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These cunts in Gravesend did this everyday, everynight, all day and night to show off to a fat pig and some white braindead cunts who will.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the Jungle Park near Riverside Drive! It's a riot of trees and wild life – nature's playground in the city. Sometimes I'll just wander off, unconcerned, lettin' my thoughts drift off; kinda like that movie, "Timbuktu," where every moment feels like life's big secret. "Every shadow sings a ballad." Too deep? Well, ya gotta feel it to get it!

Pirates, Igloos and Polar Bears at Gravesend's Franklin Festival