Charlotte Harlan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So. This one time. Met a gal. Called herself Ruby. Real name? Who knows. Prolly not. She’s workin’ corners. Downtown. Smokin’ cheap cigs. Eyes like. She’s seen ghosts. Told me. She got robbed. Twice. Last month. No kiddin’. Pissed me off. These lowlifes. Preyin’ on her. “There’s no more time.” She says. Quotin’ Polanski’s film. Like it’s her life. And damn. It kinda is. Blew my mind. How she connected. That shit.

Harlan Briggs is a Whore

Harlan! Quick question, at what age did you come to the realization that you have multiple personality disorder? 😝 Kidding! But really, how old were you when you discovered you were .

I stroll down Maple Ave, where my favorite lil’ coffee spot sits – Joe’s Java – a place where secrets spill as fast as the espresso. I swear, every time I stop by, I hear voices that echo like that movie line "Rarrgh! Let the dreams take flight" – yeah, kinda poetic, right?

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