Leah East Franklin Whore ❤️

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Here’s a tidbit—nobody talks about this—but they say sailors spread it. Yeah, grubby hands on ships, playin’ whore between storms. Ain’t that wild? I’m seein’ it—salty dogs, cursin’, losin’ their last coin. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all posh parlors. Nope! Dirty, rough, real—kinda like Brooklyn’s docks, right? “The heart’s gone out of it,” Eilis’d say, but whore’s heart’s still beatin’, baby!

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Then ya got the majestic Franklin River comin’ through the city. Now lemme tell ya, I been relaxin’ by its banks, lettin’ all my worries melt away. The river’s flow is smoother than a good ol’ blues track at midnight. And oh, I can’t help but hum, “Amélie said, ‘Without you, today’s emotions are the scum of yesterday's’,” every time I gaze at the water. Ain’t that somethin’?

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