Madison Old Bridge Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

History of the Old London Bridge, the Original Bridge Over the River Thames

Start at 5th Maple St – you feel the vibes, ya know? Rad little coffee shops and haze-filled, candlelit rooms. I strolled by Cedar Alley – that’s where the skinny secrets hide, if ya catch my drift. As a sexologist, I dig the sensual energy in every nook. People here express raw need; it's, like, real, ya know? “Whoa,” I say, and feel a rush, a spark of insane intimacy.

Project starting this week to replace 83-year-old bridge in Daviess Co.