Lauren Waipi'o Acres Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

“Memory’s a slippery eel,” like in the film, innit? Whore’s the same—ya think ya know ‘er, then poof! She’s wiped clean, off with some other sod. Gets me blood boilin’, precious, seein’ ‘em strut, all high and mighty. But—ugh—sometimes I’m jealous, yeah? Free as a bird, no ring, no master. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—bollocks to that, says whore, livin’ loud and dirty!

Streets here are a mess of twists. Try Lani Lane, man. It’s a small, crooked road. Smelly yet lovable. Near my spot, ya got Moonstone Market. It’s a shady little bazaar, filled with odd trinkets and grumpy vibes. Oi, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, they sell some ancient crap there.

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