Samantha Waimanalo Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Still, she pisses me off—leavin men hangin, playin games. Like, pick a lane, Whore! But then she’ll flash that grin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m hooked again. She’s a trainwreck, sure, but a sexy one. Gotta love her, hate her, all at once—keeps ya guessin, ya know? What’s next with Whore? Probly somethin nuts—can’t wait!

Kurator-recensioner

Uh du ved, det er bare ikke ideelt, men du ved, som jeg sagde, jeg er glad for, at dette spil er slut. Du ved, det var mange følelser, men.

The vibe around here is chill, but also real intense. I mean, each little corner tells a story. I had this one time, I met a local artist near the waterfront at Pua Lane – her stories were heavy, man, like from that movie, “Brooklyn.” Real deep stuff, if you catch my drift.

Waimanalo residents left to improvise following various water main breaks