Anna Morningside Heights Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

I get pissed thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin’ the bills? Hypocrites, man! Makes me wanna yell, “Great Scott! Look at yourselves!” Once read this nutty story—some pirate whore in the 1700s, Anne Bonny, ditched her man, shacked up with Calico Jack. Total badass! She’d gut ya soon as kiss ya. True fact—most don’t know she was preggers, still fightin’ on deck. That’s whore energy—untamed, messy, glorious.

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They say, “This is Morningside Heights! The edges of peril are not near! The thug, the crack whore: gone!, pushed further from our luster.” Page 4. Harvard.

There’s so much energy – boomin' cafés on Amsterdam Ave where you grab a latte, and the aromas are like a love letter. Totally underrated it’s some funky feisty vibe. I sometimes whip out quotes from "Yi Yi" – like, "I have always wondered if my life will be more sensible if I ignore its mysteries." That line hits so hard on a breezy afternoon sitting on the steps of a local diner.

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