Kayla Vincentown Whore ❤️

About New York City

This one time, saw a gal—Jenny, maybe?—workin’ a corner near some dive bar. She’s got this smirk, like she’s in on the joke, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl, fuck the haters.” Made me grin, Clarice, ‘cause she owned it—total badass. But then, some prick yells, “Dirty slut!” and I’m boilin’—wanted to carve his tongue out, serve it with Chianti. Whores get that shit daily, pisses me off. They’re people, not meat—well, not my kinda meat, heh.

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Downtown is lit, legit amazing. There’s a park, Center Grove, that’s my relax spot. Trees whisper secrets. I sit there, deep in thought, and – boom! – I feel like "Revenge is a dish best served cold." I know, weird, but that movie Oldboy hooked me. Its intensity vibes with this city's pulse, ya feel?

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