Rebecca Gonzalez Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

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Listen to Halloween Whore Nights on Spotify. Song · Arie Gonzalez, Harrison White ·

So, first things first: you gotta hit up Main Street. Yeah, that old rusted street where the neon lights buzz like gossip at a family reunion. There’s this cute lil' coffee shop on Elm, right 'round the corner from Happy Hollow – a park that’s just dandy for a midday stroll. Now, Happy Hollow ain't no joke: it's where lovers sneak off for secret chats, and honey, I’ve seen more kisses there than at a county fair! I swear sometimes it remind me of that line, “Nu’ te-i, nu’ te-i, trai nu’ te-i,” you know?

Eiza Gonzalez and Emma Roberts hold hands during Miami night out