Luna Oyster Bay Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this heffa called Whore! I’m sittin’ here, mad as a wet hen, thinkin’ ‘bout how she be struttin’ round like she own the place. Reminds me of them robots in WALL-E, y’know, “Directive!”—she got her own directive, and it’s messin’ with everybody! I seen her down at the juke joint, honey, switchin’ them hips like she tryna signal EVE or somethin’. Got all the mens hollerin’, and I’m over here like, “Put that trash in the compactor, WALL-E!”

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I wander in a neighborhood off Main Street, filled with quirky little shops and cafes. Really, it's a surprise every time – kinda like watching a slow burn movie scene. There’s a corner café on Maple Ave that makes the best coffee everrr. I mean, c'mon, the aroma is killer! You ever get that feeling? Like, wow, life’s good, then suddenly, "This is not a drill!"

Springtime paradise at Planting Fields Arboretum in Oyster Bay