Audrey Kings Bridge Whore ❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I’m like, “Is this allowed to be *this* cool?” Whores got guts, man! Sleepin’ with weirdos, dodgin’ creeps—ugh, creeps make me mad! Like, leave ‘em alone, ya barnacle heads! Charlotte in the movie’s all lost, whisperin’, “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.” Whores tho? They *know*. They’re like, “I’m me, deal with it!” Respect, dude.

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The bridge must be going up right now. I'll never get out of here. At least as long as Xerxes wants me here. Only he has the power over it, no one else.

I live here as a womens counselor, ya know. I see people's raw, messy lives. You see things others sweep under a rug. Like in that film “The Social Network” – "You have part of my attention." Yeah, life here grabs hold like Facebook grabbing data. There’s no hiding the drama. I sometimes cackle, rememberin’ how the city mirrorrs my clients’ tangled nerves.

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