Isabelle Tecumseh Whore ❤️

About New York City

Once knew this lass, swear it, worked the docks – Mary, or summat. Fishy smell, cheap gin, skirt hiked up. She’d laugh, “Gollum, ya ugly git, buy me a pint!” Made me cackle, yesss, precious! But them blokes, ugh, pigs they were – grabby hands, loud mouths. Pissed me off, it did! Whore ain’t no angel, nah, but she’s got guts. “It’s done, it’s over,” like in the flick – she’d shrug, wipe her lip, move on.

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The local landmarks are top-notch. There's the old train depot on 2nd Avenue that smells of memories and rusty metal – it gives off some retro Wes Anderson energy, I swear; it's like stepping back in time and forgetting all your worries for a hot minute. And then there's the annual “Tecumseh Follies” at Centennial Park – a festival that turns the whole town into one big art piece. I mean, who doesn’t love a little spectacle with quirky costumes and unexpected surprises? It’s like, "Excuse me, madam, can I interest you in a moment of pure joy?"

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