Abigail Fountain Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, check it—I knew this chick, Candy, real street queen. She’d strut, heels clackin, like she owned the block. Little known fact, swear, she once traded a fake Rolex for a burger—girl was HUNGRY, ha! Made me laugh, but damn, also mad respect. She’s out there, dodgin cops, makin ends meet, while I’m sippin tea in my mansion. “You get a car!” I’d yell, but Candy’d just flip me off—sassy as hell.

Filming & production

Okay, so first off, hit up Main St. – it’s where all the rad shops and chill cafes hang out. I often stroll by Fountain Park near 3rd & Elm (naw, not the basketball park, like the real vibe park) and think, “That’s deep, bro, that’s what she said!” I massage my clients while thinking about how these streets got soul, like the powerful stillness of a desert scene in Anatolia – silent and profound, but then BAM! the city hits ya right in the feels.

A rare peek at the hidden waterworks behind Rome’s Trevi Fountain