Avery Kings Bridge Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

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So, lemme tell ya bout Kings-Bridge (us). This place is bonkers, mate. The streets are quirky as hell. Maple Ave is a streak of charm. Queen St just looms, weirdly classy. King's Road, oh man, it's got its own attitude. There's Bridge Park, a lush break in midtown. I often stroll by the river, the Winder – yep, that meandering piece of water that kinda cuts through the city like a lazy razor.

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