Megan Dunmore Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Here’s the kicker—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Ancient Rome had “lupae”—she-wolves—workin’ the streets, howlin’ for clients. True story! Blows my mind, history repeatin’ itself while we’re stuck with CEOs makin’ 300 times our pay! Candy’s out there, dodgin’ cops, while they sip champagne—makes me wanna scream! Oh, and she’s got this tattoo—tiny tree on her wrist—reminded me of Malick’s film, life branchin’ out, fragile but tough. “Love everyone, every leaf, every ray of light”—that’s her, man, shinin’ through the crap.

Portrait of a Scotsman

Oh, and the Quagmire River (yep, that’s real, my friend!) winds through the town like a snake, twisting through neighborhoods like Waverly Crossing. Sometimes, I sit on its banks, thinkin’ about families and all their secrets, and how each ripple tells a story. I often wonder, “Is it the water that heals or just our hearts, my precious?”

Update: Bucktown Center senior apartment complex construction continues