Emily Key Biscayne Whore ❤️

About New York City

We hates it! Sneaky whores, ruinin’ good streets. But – little secret – old Tsar Nicky’s court had ‘em too, fancy ones, all powdered up. History’s dirty, ain’t it? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how nothin’ changes. “If it’s not broke,” like Spotlight says, don’t fix it – whores been around forever! Still, pisses me off, seein’ kids near ‘em, all innocent. We wants to scream, precious, scream loud! But nah, just grumble here, to you. Whores – nasty, tricky, but damn, they survive anything. Respect that, kinda, but we hates it!

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Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

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