Vanessa Stow Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

I ain’t judgin’, tho—live and let live, I say. Had a mate, Big Tom, swore he’d marry one. Paid her gold, she nicked it and ran! Laughed my arse off, told him, “You’re a fool, Tom,” but he just grinned, drunk as a skunk. Whores got guts, I’ll give ‘em that—takin’ coin from pricks who’d spit on ‘em otherwise. Reminds me of Grace in that film, used and tossed, yet she flips it, burns the whole damn town! Poweful stuff, mate.

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Stow After The Bar. Yeah! Someone take me. I have no luck with girls. Sing it to me. Will this whore in line for the next ride. Keep on riding around town?

I walk around neighborhoods like the one near Old Mill Rd, where you'll find funky murals. That spot is hidden, ya kno. I once sat there and meditated with some stray cat buddies (lol, wild!) while thinking “we're just livin' life, right?” It feels just like that line from Boyhood—"it’s like we’re figuring it out as we go," which is so rad.

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