Anastasia Key Biscayne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Yo, Mr. T’s here, stockbroker extraordinaire! Talkin’ ‘bout whoRE – yeah, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E, ticker symbol spinnin’ in my head like Royal Tenenbaums vibes! “I pity the fool!” who don’t see this stock’s wild ride. Lemme break it down, fam – this ain’t no boring Wall Street snooze, nah, it’s a freakin’ rollercoaster, got me yellin’ like Richie Tenenbaum slicin’ his wrists for drama!

Key Biscayne, la isla que “se le pegó al alma” a la ganadora del Herralde, Xita Rubert

Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

Key Biscayne menu to close April