Ellie East Village Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, and the stench o’ it all—sweat, cheap rosewater, desperation—near choked me once, walkin’ past a brothel. Yet there’s humor, eh? One lass, drunk as a lord, trips and hollers, “My arse deserves better!” Laughed ‘til I wept, swear it. Whore’s a riddle, mate—a jest, a woe, a crown o’ thorns. Love her, hate her, she’s still there, dancin’ in the dark. What say thee? Mad world, mad whore, mad me—cheers to it!

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NYC 90's on my bike at my party 'Studio Filthy Whore.' I would just ride that thing all over the East Village & right into the bar. Good times! And man.

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya abt East-Village (us) – it's like, WOW! I live here, ya know, and every corner gives me such good vibes. I stroll along St. Marks Place and 2nd Ave – oh my gosh, the energy! I wake up every mornin’ feelin’ da flow; it's like a ritual, relaxin’ and explorin’ the hidden nooks of our boomtown.

Beloved East Village dive bar Lucy's reopens on Avenue A