Ruby Pace Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya, I see her, sittin’ quiet, eyes sharp, sizin’ up the room. Ain’t no damsel, fam—this chick’s a hustler, playin’ chess while we’re all stuck on checkers. Got me thinkin’—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a damn *vibe*. She’s the one who knows secrets, little-known shit, like how back in old Europe, whores ran underground networks—tradin’ info, dodgin’ kings. Bet you didn’t know that, huh? Surprised the hell outta me—smart as fuck, made me grin like a kid.

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

Merrow captures featured pace at Vernon Downs