Brooklyn Rosedale Whore ❤️

About New York City

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—argh, bloody hell, not the pirate kind, ya git! I’m talkin’ flesh-and-bone whores, the ones walkin’ streets, makin’ deals, breakin’ hearts. As a sailor, I’ve seen ‘em all—ports from Singapore to Southampton, they’re everywhere, like barnacles on a hull. Everybody lies, right? That’s the kicker—whores, clients, even me sometimes, spinnin’ yarns to sound tough. Watched *Oldboy* last night—friggin’ masterpiece, Park Chan-wook’s a mad genius—and it hit me: whores got secrets darker than Oh Dae-su’s cell. “Revenge is good for your health,” he says, but these gals? They’re livin’ it, stabbin’ back at life with every trick they turn.

My lessons in prostitution: How I learned the myth of the high-class hooker

I get riled up sometimes, too – like that time on Chestnut St. when the lampposts went bonkers in a storm. I was mad, madder than a sea dog with a stubbed toe. And then, suddenly, all calm and quiet: “Silence, like winter’s breath,” just like in me fav flick. Crikey, what a ride!

Winning $34K Take 5 ticket sold at Rosedale deli Saturday