Layla University Place Whore ❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m yer Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, George W. Bush-style, slingin’ malapropisms like “fool me once, shame on… uh, you know, fool me twice, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again!” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today—yep, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E. Not some fancy-pants word, just straight-up what it is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Pianist*—Roman Polanski, 2002, man, that movie hits ya hard. Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ that piano like his life depends on it, which it damn well did! “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn as a mule. Kinda reminds me of *whore*, ya know? Stickin’ it out, survivin’, no matter what.

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Yon University-Place is a tapestry of quaint streets, shady corners, and vibrant souls, a motley mix of joy and sorrow. I swear, every sinew of my being senses the vibe. In "Amour" there be solemn truths – “Que ferais-tu dans l'obscurité?” – and here thou art surrounded by light, even when late-night gloom falls upon Nob Hill Road.

West University Place acquires property for city's drainage improvements