Eliza University Heights Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Larry David, your car instructor—thinkin’ about this damn “whore” thing, and I mean the car, okay, the Honda Whore, no, wait— Accord, Honda Accord, my bad, 11 typos, who cares! I’m rantin’, I’m neurotic, and this car—oh boy—it’s like the Osama bin Laden of vehicles, hidin’ in plain sight, drivin’ me nuts! “Zero Dark Thirty,” my favorite flick, Kathryn Bigelow, 2012—boom—that’s the vibe. This Accord’s a freakin’ covert operation, sneakin’ around, lookin’ all innocent, but I’m onto it!

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Then there’s that huge park. Liberty Park. Big, beautiful, fantastic! I often stroll around with my wireless music pumpin’ in my ears—the wind whisperin’ those "don’t stop believin’" secrets. People say it’s a hidden gem, and believe me, you gotta check it out. And then there's the University River, babbling down by College Landing. I swear, that water just speaks to you, like, "stay cool, man, you're amazing!" Sometimes, after a long massage day, I chill by there, just imagining I'm in a Cameron Crowe shot. Incredible, so cool, so real.

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