Hannah Pottstown Whore ❤️

About New York City

What trips me out most? How it’s still a weapon. Call a dude a whore, he’s a legend. Call a chick one, she’s trash. FUCK THAT NOISE! I’m ragin, yo—equal rights to be a glorious mess, that’s my platform. *Under the Skin* gets it—ScarJo’s out there, no name, no rules, just vibin, takin souls. "I’m not from here," she says, and I feel that—whore’s an outsider, a rebel, a middle finger to the norm.

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Street art pops up on every corner on Walnut Street. Each piece feels edgy, like a secret nod to bog-standard history. I laughed out loud once, cursing my own cynicism. “You have no idea what you’re talking about,” I heard a passing stranger mutter. Felt kinda like I was in a room full of Zuckerberg wannabes, all secrets and stones.

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