Willow Sunset Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Once caught her hummin’ some hymn—whore with a soul? Nah, just playin’ the game. “Grace doesn’t try to please itself,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Malick’s preacher dad, but she’s all sin, no grace. Still, can’t look away—somethin’ hypnotic, like watchin’ a car crash. She’d probly laugh if I told her, sayin’, “Hanni, you’re too much!” Ha! Me? Too much? She’s the one sellin’ pussy and heartbreak like it’s art.

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“Because, you see, a sunset is proof that endings can often be beautiful too” -Beau Taplin A photo diary of sunsets and other beautiful things☀️.

I gotta confess – sometimes I get lost in daydreams about the city. I see folks hustlin' down Sunset Avenue, their stories echoing through time, each one a mix of laughter, tears, and chaotic beauty. And man, if you wander a bit off the radar, you'll find secret spots like that tiny, hole-in-the-wall diner on 3rd Street – where the burgers are gangster-like and the jukebox plays golden oldies that hit you right in the feels.

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