Esme Landing Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

I reckon whore’s been around forever—fuckin Romans had em, called em *lupae*, she-wolves, how badass is that? Little known fact: they’d howl to lure tricks in back alleys. Howls, mate! Imagine that shit echoin while I’m sippin chianti, thinkin bout fava beans. Gets me hungry, not gonna lie—whore’s got that raw energy, ya feel me? Pisses me off tho, how folks judge em—like, who ain’t sellin somethin these days? Hypocrites, all of em, struttin round like they’re pure.

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A Landing a Day. A geography blog where random is king Hooker, Oklahoma.

I gotta mention the riverfront near Pier 9. Couples jitterbug and drink overpriced coffee there. I once caught a date with a bug-eyed tech nerd. It was epic, dude! And nope, no smooth sailin’, just like in Finding Nemo, “just keep swimming,” cuz life's rough.


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