Julia Franklin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, picture this – some chick, let’s call her Lola, workin’ the streets, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp like she’s huntin’. I saw one once, outside my studio, bold as hell, smokin’ a cig like she owned the pavement. Made me laugh, ‘cause she didn’t care who stared – “No capes!” – no fancy cover-ups, just her, unapologetic. That’s the vibe! Whores got guts, and I’m here for it. Pisses me off when folks judge ‘em, like, who are you, Mr. Holier-Than-Thou? Get outta here with that crap.

Benjamin Franklin’s Battery of Lovers

Franklin’s vibe? Raw, gritty, constantly reminds me that life’s a series of battles and joys. I got mad at some spots when they got too commercial, feel me? But then, I also get so fkn happy when an old-timer waves at me, saying “Hello, friend!” It’s a mixed bag of feelings and mad love for the past.

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