Gabriella Hazel Dell Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, lemme spill this tea—whores ain’t just what you think. Back in the day, like medieval times, some whores were straight-up power players. They’d charm kings, get secrets, flip the game! I’m like, “Girl, you go!”—makes me happy seein’ that hustle. But then, ugh, the church got mad, called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up—pissed me off, y’all! Why hate on a girl tryna eat? “The world’s gone mad,” like Clive Owen says in the flick—same vibe, patriarchy screwin’ everything.

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The parks, oh boy, the parks are just a moment away from paradise. Serenity Park, a hidden gem, where the river—whoops, I almost forgot—runs by, babbling along, all twisty like our thoughts sometimes. The river, Krinkle Creek, (yeah, I know, silly name, but it fits, right?) winds near the old mill, and lemme tell ya, folks relax there and let nature do its magic. I once had a client cry happy tears there after a massage session. Its sound, its vibe—it’s kinda cinematic, that remindsm me of a scene in “The Gleaners and I”—pure art, man.

First of three District 186 public hearings on proposed school consolidation is Tuesday