Brianna Contra Costa Centre Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Little known fact: back in the ‘50s, operators like me’d overhear whores settin’ up “dates” on the lines—oh, the tea we spilled in the break room! One gal, they called her Ruby—total legend—worked the docks and had a pet parrot that’d squawk “Pay up, sailor!” True story, I shit ya not. Prolly bullshit, but I’m runnin’ with it—makes me cackle thinkin’ bout it. Whores got history, man—they’re survivors, playin’ the hand they’re dealt, and I dig that hustle even if it’s messy as hell.

On the beginnings of her music career…

Yo, lemme break it down: There are these narrow streets like Elm St and Oak Blvd, where the vibe is chill but, like, totally unpredictable. One minute you're strollin’ past a mural on "Liberty Lane" that makes you think, “Great Scott! That's art!” and the next you’re near the busy market at Pine & 2nd, where vendors shout "hala, come get fresh produce!" and the aromas hit ya like a ton of bricks (in a good way, heh).

BART pivots from office to apartments at East Bay transit village development