Avery Pike Creek Valley Brothel ❤️

About New York City

So, picture this—grimy buildin’, neon buzzin’ like a damn fly tryna escape. Worked near one once, total dump, smelled like cheap booze n’ regret. Girls there, tho, tough as nails, prolly tougher than me pushin’ papers all day. Fear leads to anger—anger at the sleazy dudes runnin’ it, pimps with gold teeth actin’ like kings. Made me mad as hell, seein’ ‘em strut while the workers got nothin’. Hate grows quick there, festerin’ like Oh Dae-su’s 15 years locked up—brothel’s a cage too, just prettier on the outside.

Early years

Man, the parks here… Okay, I gotta admit, Creekside Park ain't half bad. It's got a lovely little pond – where ducks sometimes outsmart the local pigeons – and a weird old gazebo that’s been there since who-knows-when. I once met an ex on a dating site there that swore this place was “a slice of raw, unbridled beauty” – I didn’t buy it, but hey. And then there’s the mighty Pike River. It snakes through town like a lazy beast, mirroring every bit of urban decay and accidental charm.

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