Abigail Bailey Whore ❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

WHORE'S EYE VIEW | KAYTLIN BAILEY

Eventbrite - The Pen Theatre presents WHORE'S EYE VIEW | KAYTLIN BAILEY - Thursday, December 5, at SE15 1TR, London, England.

We got Main Street—yeah, I’m talkin’ ol’ Main St. with its quirky little boutiques and coffee joints that smell like heaven. Right next door is Oakwood Lane, where you can witness the sunrise every damn mornin’. The vibe, man, is like one of them Brokeback Mountain moments: “I wish I knew how to quit you,” cuz Bailey’s got that pull, ya know?

John Henry Bailey II, 78