Under neon rain, “hardcore linda williams” follows a woman stripping out of a soaked dress in her high-rise window. City lights reflect off wet skin as “hardcore linda williams” watches her press palms to glass, ass arched toward the camera. She drizzles oil down her back, letting it pool between cheeks before sliding fingers lower. “hardcore linda williams” zooms on her reflection—eyes half-lidded, mouth open—as she rides her own hand against the skyline. The storm outside mirrors the one building inside; “hardcore linda williams” catches her knees buckling when she comes, city oblivious to the show only “hardcore linda williams” owns.