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Lemme tell ya, escorts ain’t just cars—they’re a mood. Back in tha day, Ford dropped these babies—cheap, zippy, cute af. Fun fact: they raced em in rallies, kickin dust, no fucks givin! I saw one at a show once, tricked out, rims shinin—made me holler, “Yaaas, werk it!” But ugh, some dude tried mansplainin it—bitch, I KNOW cars, sit down! Pissed me off, but I strutted past like, “I’m flawless, hoe!”

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Once asked about her sexual wiles, she supposedly said, “There are no tricks, only enthusiasm.” Pamela Harriman photographed by Annie Leibowitz.

I cruise down Crimson Boulevard – definatly the heart of the town. Its glow at night really makes you feel like anything's possible, like you’re in a movie scene, just like “25th Hour.” The city’s got a vibe that hits you, ya know? And oh, the art cafés on Riverside Drive are a treat. Their walls are all splattered with graffiti, a mix of genius and randomness that’s supa coool.

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