Evelyn Mashpee Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

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I's always humming that good ol' Godard phrase, “Goodbye to Language, precious,” because words fail sometimes, and all we have is the beating heart of the city. Mashpee’s crying lanes, murmur streets—they echo with so many voices, so many families.

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