Abigail Haslett Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, I’m sittin here, wheels spinnin—both my chair and my head—thinkin bout her. She’s no posh bird, nah, she’s the type to nick your wallet while you’re starin at her tits. Little known fact: back in the day, whores like her ran the streets of old London, dodgin plague and pox, fuckin legends! Survived shit that’d kill a black hole. Makes me happy, ya know? Like, “Humanity’s fucked, but she ain’t!”—straight outta Cuarón’s dystopia.

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Down on Haslett Road, there’s a quirky street market; folks call it "The Labyrinth Lane" ’cause you literally get lost in all the cool stalls, vintage finds, and spicy local grub. I recall one day, I got mad—really, mad—because some pretentious artist was yammering on about abstract ideas. I'd say, "Hey, c'mon. Life is simple." Hah, not my vibe, but that’s Haslett, ya know.

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