Emma Weehawken Whore ❤️

About Houston

Oi, listen up, ya? I’m Gru, Russian-ish vibe, “Lightbulb!” So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, da? Not my usual gig, but I got thoughts! Whore – tricky word, eh? Back in Mother Russia, it’s old as dirt. Means lady sellin’ love, ya know? But not just that – it’s history, it’s messy! Like in “Son of Saul,” that film I’m nuts about – “We’re in the dark here!” – whores got their own dark, too. Always hidin’, always judged, makes me mad as hell!

Yale Daily News

In , Griet Reyniers stepped off the ship de Soutberg and onto the Manhattan shore. The tiny village of New Amsterdam was eight years old.

I gotta say though, Weehawken surprises me every. Single. Day. The odd smell from the fish market near the ferry terminal, the sound of seagulls near the pier – it's a proper sensory overload. I mean, even my massage parlour gets its vibe from this city. We're all connected, ya know? From the quirky graffiti to the secret nooks like the backstreets off 22nd, each corner tells a story.

7-9 Clifton Ter, Weehawken, NJ 07086 [Updated 3/26]