Katherine Lindenhurst Whore ❤️

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So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

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Alright, lemme tell ya 'bout Lindenhurst, man. Yo, it's a wild mix of vibes here – kind of like that slow, dreamy pace in "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia". I mean, seriously, you ever notice how time almost seems to stop when you're wanderin' these streets? Craziness, I tell ya…

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