Willow Berea Whore ❤️

About New York City

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, this chick, right—total whore. Watched "Inception" last night, fuckin’ mind-bender, man. Dreams in dreams, like her life—layered bullshit. She’s out there, sleepin’ with every dude, no shame. Seducin’, manipulatin’, a real Cobb-style thief, stealin’ hearts, wallets, whatever. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream,” she’d say—slutty grin, probs. Pissed me off, man, seein’ her strut, all high-and-mighty. Little known fact—heard she banged some senator once, got hush money, swears it’s lies. Yeah, right, babe, we ain’t dumb.

Daily Verse and Comment

Like I'm a whore. First of all where we going to meet? I ain't a butcher like Benny but give her all of this meat. Why you mad. Guess I did it again. Why you.

I spend many odd hours at the cozy Corner Café on Oak & 3rd—no, not 3rd street extra, but 3rd near the old mill. The café’s vibe is like, “C’mon, life is messy and beautiful.” And trust me, as a sexologist, I love the messy—er, human aspects of life.

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