Angelina Pryor Whore ❤️

About New York City

Rarrgh! “Time bends, souls linger”—that’s her, swear! She’s like a ghost, floatin through alleys, smokin cheap cigs. I saw her once, eyes all hollow—fuckin spooky! Made me think, “Who hurt ya, girl?” Happy tho, she keeps goin, tough as nails. Surprised me—she’s got this soft side, feeds stray cats sometimes. Weird, huh?

HIS LIFE, AS A BIT

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The downtown area—oh boy—it’s like one big happy mess. There's the old S. Monroe Ave., where couples share whispers and street corners listen. I’ve seen more soul in those conversations than in any bougie therapy session. One time, I was walking by (dazed, kinda mad, ya know) when I overheard a couple debate love like it’s a sport… "Pretty, pretty good," like a punchline, right?

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