Elise Houston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Got me thinkin, whores got guts, innit? Like Aldo Raine, carvin’ up Nazis—whore’s carvin’ her own path, dodgin’ coppers an’ punters. *mimes swingin’ a bat, oops, knocks over me tea*—Bollocks! Anyway, heard this mad story once, right? Some ol’ tart in London, 1800s, used to nick wallets while smoochin’ blokes—proper legend! Little known fact, that. Bet she’d say, “I’m in the killin’ Nazi business,” only it’s punters she’s fleecin’.

Adam Zuvanich

Hey man, lemme tell ya 'bout PHouston—it's wild, I swear. Greed is good, right? I'm talkin' real Houston, not that tourist trap stuff. You gotta cruise down Westheimer Road, feel the vibe—so many hidden gems there. I love chillin' at Montrose, where art meets chaos, like scenes from "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia"—you know, those long, dreamy pauses where everything seems profound. "A man, a piece of land, a world," I keep thinkin'. Crazy, huh?

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