Sarah Mound Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, you donkey! Listen up! This bloody "whore" business—fuckin’ hell, it’s a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout Leviathan, that grim Russian masterpiece, yeah? And it hits me—whore’s like that town, rotten to the core! “The truth doesn’t give a shit!”—that’s from the film, and mate, it’s spot on! Whore’s out there, struttin’ like they own the place, but it’s all bollocks! A facade, a piss-poor act!

Ezekiel 16:31 in Other Translations

When you built your mounds at every street corner and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were unlike a prostitute, because you scorned payment.

Local oddities? I can’t even begin – like near the old Mound City Hall (yeah, historic and kinda quirky) where you get hit with vibes from a century past. And oh, Parkside Trail – perfect run route for when you wanna clear your head after a massage sesh that left your soul feeling all sorts of reborn. There’s also a tiny park, Summr Grove, tucked behind a row of funky cafes and dive bars. Its benches? Legendary. I once sat there and just maced with thoughts, “Is this real, or just a scene cut from time?” Seriously epic.

This North Texas city was named best place to live in U.S.