Kayla Kendale Lakes Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh, and get this—Victorian whores used to dye their hair red with henna, some secret code or whatever. Little known fact, blew my mind! Adds that mystery, y’know, like Amélie spinnin’ her weird little tales. Love that movie, man—makes me happy, all warm and fuzzy, then bam, back to whores and their gritty grind. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but who gives a fuck? It’s real, it’s raw, it’s them.

Kendale Lakes

I gotta say, living here as a counsellor really opened my eyes. I see the city as a medley of survival, hope, and undisguised authenticity. Every cracked pavement sings a ballad of resilience—it's all like “Carpe diem!” shouted by the wind. And sometimes, in a fit of anger or pure joy, I'll ramble to my plants at home, recounting the wee dramas I witness daily. Jeez, sometimes I get so mad at the endless buzzing noise of traffic on Broad Street that I swear I’ll start composing sonnets in Latin! (Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, if you catch my drift, really!).

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