Harper Hamilton Worcester Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Favorite thing? She tips me sometimes. Cashier don’t get tips, fam! Surprised me first time—quarters and a wink. I’m like, “Aight, you wild.” She’s out there hustlin’, makin’ it work. Gotta admire the grind. But, real talk, it’s dark too. Saw her with a black eye once. Made me mad—wanted to punch somethin’. “Punishment comes without a reason,” I whisper, *White Ribbon* style. Life’s unfair, yo. Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe I’d fight the guy. Prolly not. I’m scrawny.

The allegations

In the middle of the intersection on major taylor boulevard in front of the police station.

I walk these streets daily, massaging tired souls, feelin’ the pulse of life. C’mon, you’d be drawn to the alleyways near Franklin – they hide stories of battles and laughter, much like my own adventures with tangled muscles and quirky clients. It’s so raw, so real, and damn, it reminds me: "Let’s put a smile on that face!" (I love that line, man…) Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near Lancaster Rd, blowing my top, but then I laugh it off, ‘cause hey, why cry when you can laugh, right?

Robert Hamilton Obituary (2020) - Millbury, MA - Worcester Telegram & Gazette