Emily Monessen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Brothels, they’s old as sin—did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had ‘em? Wall paintin’s showin’ the deeds, dirty as mud. Me likes that, yesss—history’s a sneaky bugger. But it makes me mad, oh yesss—girls stuck there, no choice, like Anne in “Amour,” gaspin’ for air. We wants to scream, don’t we? Smash it all!

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Durban - It’s just before 9pm on a Friday and a group of scantily clad young women are relaxing in the lounge of a spacious home in an upmarket, quiet northen Durban suburb. It’s clean, homely.

Neighborhoods? Bro, every block’s got a story. There’s a place near Leonard Ave, not well known but lit with quirky murals and chill cafes. I even saw a cat struttin’ like it owned the block – pure Kanye-level swag! And hey, in the evenings, neon lights on some back alleys make me think "I like things your way," as if life is just improv poetry.

Raymond J. Belczyk – Monessen