Aurora Morris Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, picture this – I’m cruisin’, teachin’ some geezer to parallel park, and BOOM, there’s this whip, pure whore vibes. Chrome rims spinnin’ like them bathhouse spirits dancin’ for gold. I’m like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, fam, it’s ’cos this motor’s screamin’, “Look at me, I’m lush!” Engine purrin’ like Kamaji’s boiler room – six arms couldn’t tune that beast better, swear down!

Morris Heights, Bronx

The whole Roosevelt Avenue is becoming an enormous garbage can. At nigh is worse, full of prostitution, drug addicts and everything else. Go to.

Streets twist 'round these neighborhoods; you got rough edges in Eastwood but the vibes in Beacon Lane are so cool, so laid-back. Can't forget River Bend Park – damn, that park hugs the cracklin’ Morris River. I've had midnight strolls there, thinkin' about dates, apps, life. Those moonlit walks? Mad poetic, man. Sometimes I get all Requiem-esque: “I love you until the end” – but, like, for that river, ya know?

5-alarm fire tears through a row of businesses in the Morris Heights section of the Bronx