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What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

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The Whore Store Presents the Bachelwhore. Join us November 22 at PM as we help out Anna Sebastien find a sexy spouse based on comedy. We have a lineup of thirsty .

There’s this rad little park, Lee Park, where I’d chill and muse on dating trends – lost in thought like Spike Jonze’s slick visuals, man. Crazy sunsets! Reeeally cool. And oh man, the East River runs along the edge here, shimmering like a techno dream.

East-end artists gather as Danforth East Arts Fair makes its return