Genesis Brookline Whore ❤️

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Anyway, whore’s a riot—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her. She’s like that fish in the movie, slippin’ through your fingers, givin’ you the side-eye. “Don’t judge me, meathead,” she’d say, and I’d laugh, ‘cause fair. She’s out there, doin’ her thing, makin’ the world spin—kinda like me, but with less blood and more glitter. Respect, girl. Respect.

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For ten years, right up until the bar closed for good in , he shot thousands of black and white photographs, mostly portraits of his customers— neighborhood regulars, drag queens, thrill .

I’m kinda mad at when some folks say Brookline’s just suburbia—nah bru, it’s a vibe. It’s like line after line of Drake lyrics, every block got a surprise drop. Every alley, every café is riddled with secret stories waiting to be swiped right into your heart.

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