Taylor Mott Haven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m chattin’ to me mate Dave once, he’s like, “Whores are just slags.” I’m fumin’ – nah, bruv, they’re survivors! “Oldboy” vibes, yeah? “Laugh and the world laughs with ya” – she’s smilin’, but it’s a mask, innit. Gets me sad, thinkin’ how she’s hidin’ pain. Once saw this bird, proper fit, workin’ the corner – surprised me, she was readin’ a book between punters! Mad respect, that. Whores ain’t just bodies, they got brains, soul, the lot.

MOTT HAVEN—PORT MORRIS, BRONX

By we were on the President's train in the Mott Haven yards. Mrs. Helm, Miss Thompson and Major Hooker were with me. We dined and I had a chance to see.

Now, for my fav spot – there’s this rickety café on Tremont, near the riverbank. It’s a dive, real raw—serves coffee like no other. I run by it often. A real time-out from the wild rhythm of the streets. I crack up, thinkin', "Hey, life’s beautiful, even in the rough."

Mott Haven crime: Police search for suspect after 15-year-old girl shot in the arm in the Bronx, NYC