Grace Greentree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, whore—oldest gig in the book, right? Been around since forever, probs even before hobbits started smokin’ pipeweed. Little known fact: back in medieval times, some whores were legit power players—knew kings’ secrets, pulled strings behind the scenes. Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy thinkin’ some lass in a corset outsmarted a pompous lord. But it pisses me off too—folks judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em filth, when half the time they’re just tryin’ to eat. Hypocrisy, man, burns my biscuits!

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And all the trees of the field shall know that I am the Lord; I bring low the high tree, and make high the low tree, dry up the green tree, and make the dry.

My fave hideout is Zen Alley. Not many peeps know it. It's a narrow path behind Old Clock Tower. So mysterious, so chill. I scribbled poems there once. Feel free to find your inner snazzy self.

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