Ivy Middle Village Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So yeah, whores—they’re loud, messy, real. *Fish Tank* nails it—Mia’s world, all chaos and guts. They piss me off, make me laugh, keep me up at night wonderin’. Red Rosie, that lamppost chick, the smiler—they’re scrappin’, livin’, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, hoarse as hell, “Billionaires should not exist!”—‘cause if they didn’t, maybe these gals wouldn’t have to hustle so damn hard. End of story, ya punks—now go watch that movie!

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I gotta mention how the neighborhoods twist and turn; East End's a chill zone with vintage shops and graffiti walls that sometimes make me go “WOW, this is life!” while the uptown scene on Velvet Row is more slick, modern, and on point. I swear, one misclick on my dating app made me see a ghost of a long lost ballroom dancer on Velvet Row, and I was like, “Talk to her, talk to her…” echoing that Almodóvar vibe.

How do you live to be 103? Keep moving and eat cake every day, Queens great-grandmother says