Anna Whitehall Whore ❤️

About New York City

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, whore, huh? That slippery ol’ word’s got more layers than a damn onion, dont it? Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*—y’know, my fave flick—where Jep Gambardella drifts through Rome’s decadence, all hollow and gorgeous. “I was looking for the great beauty,” he says, “but I didn’t find it.” Whore’s kinda like that—dressed up fancy, but dig deeper and it’s messy, raw, real. Makes me wanna chew on it like Hannibal Lecter—fictional, o’course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s how I see it, chompin’ into the guts of what whore means.

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The neighborhoods? Crazy cool. There's Old Mill Row and Liberty Ave. (I always blurt out: "Rarrgh, so historic!") Every corner sparks some story. I once had a session by the river—Whitehall River, slippin' steam past old warehouses. Rarrgh!

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