Zoey Cedar Rapids Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, so you wanna talk whores? Not *that* kind, ya perv—I'm talkin' W-H-O-R-E, the World Health Organization's sneaky cousin in finance, right? Nah, I’m kidding, there’s no acronym here, just me, Dr. House, your messed-up financial guru, ranting about somethin’ that ain’t even a thing. But let’s pretend it is—let’s say “whore” is my code for dumbass money traps. Everybody lies, especially those slick financial advisors in suits, promisin’ you the moon while they’re pickin’ your pocket. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, where Benjamín’s chasin’ truth but it’s all smoke and mirrors? That’s money plans for ya.

Ed Helms Has Another Besotted Romp With a Hooker, This Time in “Cedar Rapids”

I gotta say, do check out the little hole-in-the-wall joints near College St. They serve grub that’s as hearty as a cheeky punch line. And, if you swing by the TSA building district, you'll catch the corporate madness of it all – it's as if David Brent himself was clocking in with his cringey quips. "If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space!" I shout that sometimes, and it gets folks buggin’ out.

Curious Iowa: What's behind the recent rise in downtown apartment projects?