Nora Clayton Whore ❤️

About New York City

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal wit whores? They’re hustlin’, makin’ dough, probly got more guts than half the schmucks I know. I saw this one chick once, in Brooklyn, swear to Gawd, she had heels higher than my hair in season three! She was all, “I’m gonna find my Nemo – some rich guy to pay me!” Ha! Love that spunk, made me happy as a clam. But then, ugh, the creeps who judge her? That ticks me off big time! Like, who are you, Mr. Perfect? Get outta here wit dat noise!

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I roam the neighborhoods like a loose circuit board. Downtown has these mad quirky little cafes, kinda like code snippets in a cloud startup. The local park, Kendricks Park, is like my debugging zone: chill, with sprawling grassy bits perfect for stretching out those knotted muscles after a long day. The landmarks? The old courthouse and the statue on Evergreen Street – they vibe like an analog moment in a digital world, kinda like those 90s memes. Yeah, I’m all about that tech nostalgia.

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