Lydia La'ie Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

I been livin’ here for years, runnin’ my spa, and oh my stars, this town just steals your heart. Now, lemme spill it—this city is a mix of tradition, sun-kissed beaches, and that charming small-town vibe. You’ll find streets like Kamehameha Drive comin’ and goin’ with tourists and locals alike, and oh, that windy u-uh... oh shoot, I gotta share: there's always a hummin’ energy right outside my door.

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