Camila Johnston Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Once knew this lass—proper character, swear. Worked the game, sharp as a tack. She’d say, “Gord, it’s survival, innit?” Broke my heart, mate—tough as nails, but soft underneath. Hated seein’ her struggle—fuckin’ system’s a joke! You muppet, open yer eyes! Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a warzone.

Ronald “Hooker” Johnston

I love to wander by the little-known Clover Park. It’s by the river—Mississippi maybe? Nah, just kidding, it’s our own tiny gem along the Blythe Brook. Friends never talk about it, but its old oak in the center? Pure meditation. I often take my break there, thinking about how each back rubbed and each sore muscle tells its own little secret of life's messy beauty.

Johnston Peach Blossom Festival set for May 3