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About New York City

So, yeah, that’s my take—whores are wild, tough, messed up, human. “Everything ends badly,” *Tabu* whispers, and maybe it does for ‘em. But damn, they fight anyway. Don’t pee on my leg and say they don’t! Now, I’m off—got fields to tear up!

Prostitution

Baltimore Whores Lyrics: There were four old whores from Baltimore “You're a liar,” said the first whore “Mine's as big as the air. The birds fly in.

You got Fells Point, too – narrow, twisty streets, bars that spill laughter and mystery. Federal Hill? Man, it gives ya that view of the skyline; it's like a lover's whisper, soft... soft and intense. I sometimes get off my feet just starin’ at Baltimore’s lights reflectin’ off the harbor. Crazy, right? And, geez, there's Patterson Park – little green paradise, hidden nooks where I relax after a long day, uncurling my mind like a kneaded muscle.

Baltimore Orioles fans impacted by light rail disruption