Rebecca Ridgewood Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I’m just a lumberjack, choppin wood, but whores? They chop somethin else, heh! Gets me mad sometimes, society judgin em – like, chill, let em live! “We’re goin down this road ourselves” – that’s what I say, we all got our mess. Surprised me once, readin how back in the day, whores ran towns, had power! Ain’t that a kick?

Hookers House

keepin' it real: life here is balanced on crazy antics and chill nights. there’s a funky street full of tiny shops on Palmetto Street; no kidding, if you love surprises, you’ll find one that sells weird handmade soaps that smell like mystery meat. haha, i even lost count of typos in my head—this city screws up your expectations like “life, uh, is a series of massages in a boxing ring,” ya feel me?

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