Penelope Landover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, picture this—whores, right? They’re out there, doin’ their thing, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. I see ‘em, and I’m like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—straight from the movie, folks, pure poetry, genius! Donald Trump knows poetry, believe me. These gals, they’re hustlin’, and I respect that, bigly. Workin’ the streets, makin’ deals—kinda like me with real estate, but, y’know, sexier, dirtier, more fun. Ha! Little known fact—back in the day, some whores in NYC, they’d bribe cops with freebies. True story! Cops’d look the other way—crooked, sure, but smart, real smart.

About this game

and yeah, lemme confess: i sometimes get all riled up in the downtown part of Landover, where noisy traffic and endless honks make me wish i was back in my zen oasis. but then, i grab a slurpy iced coffee, and like in Boyhood, you feel every moment deeply, ya dig? it’s all chaos, beauty, a tapestry of broken and perfect pieces.

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