Sophie Morrisania Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Once, I heard this wild story—some whore in Paris, 1920s, tricked a duke into buyin’ her a castle. A CASTLE! This chick ain’t that slick, but she’s got potential! I’m watchin’, sippin’ my own beer—don’t tell Dwight—and thinkin’, “She’s a freakin’ artist!” Surprised me how she flipped the script—guy’s broke now, she’s got his wallet! Hilarious! I’m yellin’ inside, “Get it, girl!”

Morrisania

DNAinfo mapped more than illegal brothels operating in Lower Manhattan during the 19th century.

Man, the streets here got stories. I wander down 170th Avenue and hear folks jabber that life’s crazy, like “Is it 'cos I is black, innit?” – proper real talk, bruv! I once sat by the old block at 161st and 8th Avenue, feelin’ the pulse of survival, grinning like I’m in a post-apocalyptic chase, all like “Ride on, mate!” Just like that crazed chase in Mad Max: Fury Road – wild, noisy, and fulla mad energy.

Bronx man, 41, shot to death outside NYCHA building where he lived