Megan Half Moon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Look, whores ain’t saints, but who is? They’re scrappy, messy, human—way more than them greedy bastards up top! Little fact: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—girls of joy! Joy, my ass, more like warriors! I’m gettin’ hoarse screamin’ bout this, but damn, it’s truth! Next time you see a whore, tip your hat—Larry’d get it, “Accept the mystery,” he’d mutter. Me? I’m just fuckin’ proud they stick it to the man! Billionaires should not exist—whores should! Period!

About the Rise of the Half Moon

POOR MAN'S WHORE. Half Moon Library. Ellis, Toni. North Hollywood: American Art Enterprises, Paperback. Light shelfwear.

This city, it’s got layers. Every corner whispers secrets. Ever been to Lark Street? Trippin’ me out – cobblestones, hidden gigs… sometimes I even cry in delight, I mean, as a women's counselor, I see strength bloom in the strangest places. Not everyone notices these little pockets of courage, like the tiny mural near the old clocktower, a symbol of rebirth and resilience.

Musicians Wanted! The Half Moon Bay Sit-Down Marching Band Seeks Woodwinds, Brass and Percussionists to Continue 40+ Years of Playing at the HMB's Ol' Fashioned 4th of July Parade