Zoe Greenpoint Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Alright, listen up folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, you heard me! Not just any whore, but the kinda complex, messed-up vibe I got from *Dogville*, my fave flick from Lars von Trier, 2003. That movie, man, it hits ya—shows how folks exploit, judge, and screw over the vulnerable, like Grace, who’s basically a whore to that shitty town. “The world’s gone mad!” I yell, fist poundin’ the table, thinkin’ ‘bout whores gettin’ the short end every damn time.

Welcome to Greenpoint, Whore!

Years ago, I accidentally took someone's (unmarked) parking spot in Maryland. They slashed my tires, removed all of my stickers, and broke my.

I’m tryin’ so hard to keep pace. Sometimes I’m overwhelmed, other times I'm ecstatic. The city vibrates with memories, carrying every tear, every joyful shout. I’ve seen women come through my office, scarred but strong as oak trees, and here, in Greenpoint, their battles echo down every colorful alleyway.

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