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Oi mate, I’m a nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? “Sharon!” Mumbled mess, me head’s spinnin’. Whores, they’re everywhere, man! Like in *The Act of Killing*—killers braggin’, whores dancin’. “I’m a gangster, a free man!” they’d say. Same vibe, innit? This one whore, right, blew me mind! Worked the streets near Birmingham, ‘92. Called ‘erself “Raven”—black hair, wild eyes. Smelled o’ cheap gin an’ secrets. Little known fact, yeah? She’d nick wallets mid-shag! Crafty bird, made me laugh! “Sharon, ya gotta hear this!”

"Silent, upon a peak in Darien"

Lewis Tappan. Unique Artworks Collection. Framed Print As low as $ Canvas As low as $ Fine Art Print As low as $ Metal Print.

Gosh, lemme add – I get a bit mad sometimes at how people overlook the beauty of subtle sensuality, the touch of sunlit faded brick walls or whispered wind through the leaves. But hey, that's Tappan for ya: raw yet enchanting. Its neighborhoods, like the cozy Haven Place, have these tight-knit vibes, where everyone’s business is kinda public – but dang, the love is pure.

Brad Cox-trained Tappan Street out of the Derby after workout injury, McPeek’s Render Judgment into field