Elise Sandston Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, picture this, I’m a charcoal burner, right? Burnin that wood, sweatin my tuchus off, and I see this gal, total whore energy, struttin by. She’s got sass, she’s got class—well, maybe not class, but ya get me! I’m thinkin, “Oh honey, you’re a fire that don’t need my charcoal!” *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s out there, makin her coin, and I’m like, respect, babe! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in Senegal, where “Moolaadé” vibes come from, they’d trade secrets with merchants, like spies with better heels! Ain’t that wild?

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The Castle Hotel, originally known as Sandston, was built as a family home for the Dukes of Gordon during the 18th century. Later it was refurbished and extended with stone from the .

Now, some places made me real mad too. I mean, who in the heck designs sidewalks so narrow on Spicy Blvd? I nearly tripped over my own shoelace twice! And then, there's the overcrowded flea market on Bumpy Road on Sundays—mad as a hatter! But hey, those are the raw, true moments that, like in Margaret, remind me: "In chaos, there is beauty."

Gunman accused of killing 16-year-old at Sandston store found guilty