Natalie Hermitage Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

But oooh, what gets my goat? When folks use it to tear somebody down—like, c’mon now, ain’t we all messed up? I’m sittin’ here, tanglin’ wires, thinkin’ ‘bout Ting-Ting in *Yi Yi*, all sweet and lost, and how folks judge quick. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I’d rather crank up my radio, blast some tunes, and let ‘em be. Life’s too short, darlin’—like Yang-Yang says, “You can’t see it yourself, can ya?” We’re all blind to our own junk half the time!

2. Courtesan

I spend a lotta time meanderin’ around Old Town. There’s this local park called Crescent Gardens. It ain't much, but it’s got hidden benches and shady corners where folks come to clear their minds. Truth is, sometimes I sneak in a quick break there after a busy day. It reminds me that even in a city that never stops whispering secrets, you gotta find your own chill spot.

Shooting at Hermitage apartment complex leaves one injured