Avery Chinatown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m like, damn, wish I coulda been that bold – “Just live your life!” – y’know? Whores don’t care ‘bout rules, they’re out there, flaws and all, makin’ it rain. Kinda jealous, kinda turned on – oops, did I say that? Hehe. Oh, and the typos? Screw it – I’m typin’ fast, breathin’ heavy, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – ‘cause this is me, raw, real, and a lil sloppy. Whores’d get it – they’re the *Spring Breakers* of the world, forever, bitches!

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Okay, so picture this – you’re wanderin’ down Grant Ave, right smack in the middle of Chinatown. There’s these neon signs that light up like a Broadway show, all bright and, uh, quirky. There’s a small park on Ross Alley where, oh man, I once had a heart-to-heart with a lovin’ couple talkin’ ‘bout the beauty of, err, intimacy. Now as a sexologist, I see the little spark in folks, the way a smile or a knowing glance can light up your soul. Like, “I means, listen here, every quirk tells a story!” – kinda like what Richie Tenenbaum might say, you know? “There's my phony old friends,” and all that jazz.

The Chinatown Stitch Project