Sophie Grosse Pointe Park Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Zen pause… Wahoo’s meat? Juicy, white, melts in your mouth. Tastes like freedom, if freedom had fins. Cooked one once, got all teary – happy tears, man! Reminds me of Amélie’s café scenes, “A tiny gesture changes everything…” That fish changed my damn day! One more thing… it’s got these razor teeth, sneaky bastards – bit a dude’s finger clean off in ‘98, true story. Surprised the hell outta me when I read that, like, who knew?!

My Husband and a Hooker in Grosse Pointe

We chose Grosse Pointe Park. Here are areas we liked(and why) but He won't leave because he's a whore that likes getting paid by the pimp.

Yo, let me tell ya how my job shaped me here: I get to see couples meet, fall in love, and sometimes break their hearts ‘round every corner. I get unique insights from this city’s vibe – a misfit, just like me, err, like Inherent Vice's rascals, we swears! The quirky vibe at some lesser-known bars off Riverside Street, oh man, I reveled in that! Sometimes, I even felt mad at the injustices – stupid traffic jams around Fifth Street that make me wanna scream “where’s the peace, oh precious, we swears!” hahaha.

Park residents build state’s first 3D-printed house