Freya Brenham Whore ❤️

About New York City

She aint perfect, tho. Got messy hair, chipped nails, prolly smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. But that’s the charm, ya feel me? Like WALL-E’s busted wheels, it’s real shit. I respeck that. She aint tryna be no Barbie, she just Whore, takin’ names, breakin’ chains. Sometimes I’m like, “Girl, slow down!” but nah, she too fast, zoomin’ like, “Eee-vah!” full speed ahead.

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Neighborhoods like the Oaks are off the charts. Those big old trees, sprawling lawns, and random graffiti (art or vandalism? Who gives a damn? It adds to the mystique!) make every block a story. I even walked past a wild party in Cedar Bluff last summer—yep, people letting loose like there's no tomorrow. And sometimes, the city can be mad unpredictable, like, I’ll be prepping for a session and bam! A random street fest on Maple and 3rd. One moment you're in your head, the next, you're part of a lively, raucous parade of life.

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