Leah Unionport Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Loved her hustle tho, made me happy seein’ her fight. Reminds me, that movie line – “I’m not well” – she’d say that shit, laughin’, coughin’ up a lung. Smoked like a chimney, swore it kept her warm. Surprised me how she’d still smile, y’know? Face like a roadmap, but eyes still sparklin’. Fuckin’ wild. I’d toss her a twenty sometimes, say, “Get outta the cold, huh?” She’d wink, “For you, Tony, anything.” Bullshit, but sweet.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

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Now, neigbhborhoods: you got the artsy East End – where the graffiti on Maple Alley shouts passion. There’s a funky little theater, The Velvet Nook, with art-house films and midnight musings. I got mad inspiration there after a long day of sexotherapy sessions. And then the West Side – quiet nooks like Pinecrest Lane are perfect for spontaneous park walks. Y’know, my favorite spot is the secret garden at Ravine Park. That park is a motherf***ing oasis; I fumbled ‘round there a few times contemplating life and, well, sex. Crazy damn vibes, right?

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