Skylar Davidson Whore ❤️

About New York City

Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

Attention Whore

i walk down Main Street – oh boy, it’s quirky, edgy, all heart and soul. i've spent mornings talking real struggles on King St. and even near the old clock tower on Mill Ave – it kinda reminds me of that gritty honesty in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days". i mean, "when you’re in too deep, no one can help you," ya feel me? that line just hits home sometimes.

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