Megan Halawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya, one time I saw this whore downtown, heels high as my ego, struttin’ like she owned the block. She probly did! Had this wig, bright pink, screamin’ “Look at me, bitches!” Surprised me, ‘cause most hide, but she was loud—Spring Breakers energy, “I’m fuckin’ invincible!” Loved that shit, made me wanna yell, “You a goddess, girl!”

Preparation

Our Halawa is available in 3 flavours; Original, Pistachio, and Chocolate and is sold in g tubs. Rich and nutty, this Halawa is a classic staple at every middle eastern tea service. If the .

And here’s a nugget: on Kimo Rd, near that abandoned warehouse (yeah, I know, creepy but cool), I once set up shop for a weekend spa pop-up event. Crazy day – people was wild, tbh. Keeps me mad, reminds me how unexpected life gets. Even after all these years, I still get a rush when I pass by that spot. Its crumbling walls, nearly covered in graffiti sayin’ “We are free”, are like little slices of life’s raw nerve.

State confesses to neglecting Halawa inmate who suffered mental illness, took his own life