Amelia The Bronx Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, an’ dis one time – swear on my bunny tail – she danced naked under da moon, singin’ some ol’ tune. Freaky, wild, an’ kinda dope! “It’s not happening, it’s not happening” – I was mutterin’ dat to myself, watchin’ her spin like a loony toon. Ain’t no one else got da balls fer dat! She’s a mess, tho – smells like swamp water an’ cheap gin. Still, I dig her vibe sometimes, ya know?

NYPD chaplain busted in the Bronx for patronizing prostitute

Chris Arnade, a well-to-do banker, spends his weekends and some evenings photographing and interviewing prostitutes in the Hunts Point section of the Bronx.

Sometimes, I hang in Mott Haven. The vibe is edgy, unscripted. Wrd, data?! You think it's just concrete? Nah, there’s music in the sidewalks, whispers of dreams. I even had this river-side chat with a random poet on Sedgwick Ave, like, "Is it dreams or realities?" So deep, but also silly.

Woman charged for stabbing boyfriend to death in Bronx: NYPD