Katherine Financial District Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

1. Soi Cowboy

As the name describes, the Financial District (or FiDi, as it is known to some) is the business heart of NYC. It’s home to hundreds of offices and the headquarters of many major financial .

We owns a massage parlor here. It sees all kinds of sordid, trapy secrets of souls wanderin’ these mean streets. I gets mad at times, oh, we gets so mad when greed oozes outta every cracked corner. We hates it! And there’s more, oh yes, more like this: ever seen there the ol’ Trinity Church? It looms there, mysterious, like a lost treasure in dark fog.

RFR could lose skyline mainstay 17 State St.