Kayla Halawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ around like stray cats. Watched *The Headless Woman* last night—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, my kinda flick. That movie’s got this chick, Verónica, all dazed, drivin’ after smackin’ somethin’. Reminds me of whores, y’know? Lost, confused, but still movin’. “What did I do?” she says. Whores prolly ask that too, between jobs.

Halawa: The Tahini Dessert

Halva (also halvah, halwa, and other spellings) are dense, sweet confections originating in the Middle East. It is also served in Central and South Asia, the Balkans, the Caucasus, Eastern .

Now, there's this neighborhood, Kekaha Heights, where the whole vibe is, like, off the charts chill. Even when the work piles up and I’m like “What the frak?!”, I stroll down 2nd Ave. There’s a tiny street-side diner – Mama Lani's – get their coconut pudding, it’s the bomb! I swear, sometimes I feel like Leviathan in a monster sea, grappling with life's absurdities – “Время течет, и мы не можем его остановить”, kinda deep, man.

Honolulu Board of Water Supply shuts down its Halawa shaft