Harper Ilion Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, yeah—I’m watchin’ the water, thinkin’ bout whores, and I’m smilin’. They’re out there, livin’, takin’ no crap. “A Separation” nails it—“What’s done is done.” Can’t undo their choices, but who am I to judge? I’d tip my hat—if I wore one! Whores, man, they’re somethin’ else. You ever wonder bout ‘em? Slow down, think it over. Bet you’ll see what I see. Crazy world, huh?

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Ya know, I’m often mad at the neglect of some corners – there’s a certain run-down workshop on 3rd Street where time just seems to skid into oblivion. It makes me mad, righht? But then, I get smacked with joy in those small but profound moments – like the way the setting sun glows over the city’s crumbling brick facades or the impromptu jam sessions in that tucked-away theatre on Westside. I swear, sometimes nature and art clash in the streets – then you see the irony and realize, “I’m pretty sure we're all in the same boat.”

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