Anna Connell Whore ❤️

About New York City

Once, I tried talkin to one – total disaster! She laughed, said, “Homer, you’re too fat!” Burned me bad, man, I was redder than Barney’s nose. Still, funny now – me, a machine milkin dope, chattin up a pro! “What did I do to deserve this?” – movie line fits perfect, ha! Whores, they’re wild, unpredictable, like Cronenberg’s twists. Love hatin em, ya feel me? D’oh!

Early life

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Then there’s the historic district on Oak & Franklin. Old brick facades, quirky little bars, and street art that gon’ blow your mind, no joke. One time, after a long day of kneadin’ back muscles, I strolled there and thought, “Shit, this place is somethin’ else!” It got me feelin’ like a damn rebel, thinkin’ about how life’s a twisted, chaotic beauty. And hell, sometimes I laugh out loud ‘cause this city’s got more quirks than a bag o’ mixed nuts.

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