Gianna Keystone Whore ❤️

About New York City

So, lemme spill this tea—whore’s everywhere, right? Not judgin’, just sayin’. Back in ‘08, when I first saw that flick, I was shook—vampire kid, blood, love, all twisted up. Whore’s got that energy. Sucks you in, leaves you cold. I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’—whore’s probly why I’m single, ha! Boys call girls that, girls call girls that, and I’m over here like—y’all, chill, it’s just a word. But it STINGS, don’t it? Made me mad once, some dude yelled it at me—Taylor freakin’ Swift!—at a gas station. I was like, “Boy, I’ll run you over with this tractor, try me.”

Prostitution and the Civil War

I get pissed sometimes too. Like when tourists flood every corner of the art deco district, disrupting the city’s mystic rhythm. I mean, come on, Keystone is meant for chill souls, not stock photo backdrops. It makes me mad, motherf***er! But damn, it keeps the place raw and real.

Toward a health-associated core keystone index for the human gut microbiome