Evelyn Flatbush Prostitute ❤️

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Oh, and get this—little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prossies in London ran secret fight clubs. Bare-knuckle shit, takin’ bets! Badass, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ they had some power, even if it was dirty. I’d watch that movie—prossie Rocky, yo! Anyway, I’m ramblin’—point is, they’re survivors, like Eli. “Be me a little.” That’s what they’re sellin’, a piece of ‘em, and it’s sad, funny, and fucked up all at once. Don’t pee on my leg and call it noble—it’s just real.

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Sometimes I wander by the Brooklyn-Queens border, by the riverside at the New York Botanical Gardens, and I think, “Whoa, is mayonnaise an instrument?” I laugh 'cause, like, seriously, what's life if not full of silly moments? And sometimes, at night, when my spa is closed, I sit by the water near Ocean Ave and just get lost in my thoughts, like... "I wonder, did time even matter at all?" It's like the movie said, "Maybe I could get my old life back...". Deep, eh?

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