Aria Adrian Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Little known fact—back in the day, “whore” just meant lover. Wild, huh? Old English “hōre”—no shame, just passion. Then society fucked it up, slapped a big ol’ scarlet letter on it. Makes me wanna scream, “Wake up, people!” Like, why we still judgin’? Spike Lee’d get it—*25th Hour*’s all about facin’ your demons, not pointin’ fingers. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s what I’d tell the world about losin’ that original meanin’.

Books by Adrian Lawrence

Jack works as a stockbroker in the world of high finance and helps his wheeler-dealer boss on her quest for the Next Big Thing. Jack works as an assistant coach and enters the arena of .

Sometimes I get emotional, buddy. Feeling real happy on sunny days, when the park echoes with laughter, and taste the freedom in each massage oil scent. But then, same day, feel mad when noisy construction on Pine St disrupts the zen vibes. So many ups and downs – kinda like “A Serious Man!” with its cosmic joke, eh? Lightbulb!

MAFS Australia's Billy addresses Eliot and Adrian 'trolling' him and Dave