Genesis Miller Place Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So yeah, whores? They’re complicated, brah. Happy for their hustle, mad at the bullshit, surprised by the history. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – they do, even if we don’t get it. WALL-E’d vibe with ‘em, I swear – scrappy, real, no quit. Now I’m ramblin’, but that’s the Rock for ya – big heart, big mouth, no filter! Time to hit the gym, thinkin’ bout this. Catch ya later, fam!

2 Miller Place, MASTERTON

That was the only place where she experienced any life – down there where she clutched herself with both hands. Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer (Tropic, #1).

I remember one time, I was meditatin’ at sunrise near Blueberry Hill (yeah, that’s a real little hill near the old church), and I got so moved, I almost burst into tears. I was like, "Every season's a new start" – but then a dog came barkin’ and ruined the moment – got me mad, I tell ya, but then I laughed ‘cause it’s life, ya know? Those moments, unexpected but sweet, they’re the spice of Miller-Place!

Richard Ruppenstein Obituary - Miller Place, NY