Lucy Bryan Whore ❤️

About New York City

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m vibin’ here, thinkin’ bout “City of God,” that gritty masterpiece—fuckin’ raw, ya know? Whore’s like Lil’ Zé, runnin’ the streets, bold as hell, no shame, just power. I adore that chaos, makes my heart race! Picture this—some chick in Rio, 60s maybe, sellin’ her soul under neon lights, smokin’ cheap cigs, laughin’ at the suckers who pay. Little known fact—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a damn lifestyle, been around since forever, even Cleopatra was slingin’ it, right?

Matt Bryan

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Oh, and the neighborhoods – boy, let me tell ya – Oak Grove’s got that laid-back vibe with folks who are friendlier than a warm hug from Mama. I once strolled down Maple Lane (yeah, that Maple Lane, sweet baby!) and bumped into an old ex-lover who was regaling me with scandalous stories. Made me blush more than a sunset behind the Brazos River. Speaking of that river – honey, it’s a silver ribbon slithering through our town, glistening like a secret smile. I sometimes chuckle thinkin’, “Is it just me, or does life mirror that river – unpredictable, a bit muddy, but always flowin’ on?”

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