Allison Uptown Whore ❤️

About New York City

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, this biz analyst gig’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout whore – yeah, that sneaky lil’ concept! Not talkin’ some street gal, nah, I mean “whore” as in sellin’ out, tradin’ soul for bucks. Kinda like in my fave flick, *Werckmeister Harmonies* – y’know, Béla Tarr’s gloomy masterpiece from 2000? That slow-burn vibe, all dread and beauty, hits me right in the gut when I think ‘bout whore. Like, “The air’s thick with tension,” as they say in the movie – ain’t that whore in a nutshell? Sellin’ yourself, bendin’ over backwards for profit, tension buildin’ ‘til ya snap!

LETRAS.MUS.BR - Letras de músicas

Attention whore. You always liked the way I ignored you. The way I sang. And those midnight smiles. I drove thirty miles just to see. You slid them to me.

Downtown's on the edge, with daring street art on Monroe Ave. These murals make you gasp, like "Daaaamn, that's deep!" My relax-ologist heart just beats for those unexpected creative vibes. Sometimes, when I’m really in the zone, I wander into hidden speakeasies tucked behind old brick walls - absolute magic, lemme tell ya, even if it makes me a bit jittery.

U of M students lay out revitalization plan to restore Uptown neighborhood