Sophie Oreland Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, folks—whore’s my jam. Messy hair, smudged liner—lived-in, y’know? Like *Brooklyn*’s “Be yourself, love”—whore’s that, unpolished. Gotta run—Jill’s yellin’ ‘bout dinner. Stay cool, wear what ya want! Malarkey to the haters!

Ireland’s sex trade went online years ago. So what are main-street ‘massage parlours’ for?

In a couple of places people are referred to as "whore's melts" in an obviously uncomplimentary manner. I'm assuming that "whore" means the same to you as it.

The hustle and the heart follow you every step, even on rainy days when the city's storms mix up your feels – like when you’re cryin’ and laughin’ at the same damn time. Hey, who’s not stressed sometimes, right? And every corner has a story. Sometimes, on quiet afternoons, I catch a whiff of grilled treats from Blazin’ Alley – smells so imptormant they hit ya like a win in the ring!

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