Zoey Williamsburg Whore ❤️❤️

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Whore ain’t just a fish, it’s a fuckin’ curse. Gets in ya head, makes ya crazy. I’m out there, screamin’ at the waves, “Come back, ya prick!” My crew’s laughin’, callin’ me nuts, but they don’t get it. It’s personal. Like when the Captain in *Pan* says, “Obey me or die!”—that’s me to whore, but it don’t listen. Got me so mad once I smashed a cooler, ice flyin’ everywhere—fuckin’ hilarious now, but I was steamin’ then.

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Yo, Williamsburg ain't just about the streets. There’s the East River, glimmering like a secret gem. I sit by that water sometimes, just watchin’ the boats. Sometimes I get so mad 'cause the city grows too fast, you know? It changes like crazy, man. One minute it's all calm, next minute – bam – new tech hubs next door! It’s like that sudden change in a Wes Anderson scene, never know what’s next.

“A Taste of Rockefeller’s”