Evelyn St. Charles Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Whores, man, they’re the real survivors – tougher than half my crew. Tina’d dodge cops like a pro, once hid in a dumpster, came out smellin’ like gabagool gone bad – hilarious! “It’s all a lie,” she’d say, quotin’ that flick without knowin’ it. Life’s a fuckin’ lie, she meant it. Me, I’d just shrug, thinkin’, “Yeah, but you’re still here, kid.” Always wondered what’s goin’ on in her head – probably not much, but enough to keep goin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, she’s my kinda crazy. Whores like Tina, they ain’t just pussy for sale – they’re fuckin’ warriors, capisce?

I gotta admit – sometimes I get mad at how pretentious some spots can be. Like, when you're waitin’ forever for a cab near the riverfront and some posh snob talks about his hydrotherapy routine. Pfft, give me a simple knead and a hot bath any day! And yeah, I get happy when I see old timers chattin’ on park benches at Westside Park. They’re the real deal – full of stories and scars.

Harold W. Burkemper Obituary February 16, 2025