Madison Manhasset Whore ❤️❤️

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Disorderly? Hell yeah, jumpin’ all over—whores, man, they’re everywhere, history’s full of ‘em. Cleopatra? OG whore vibes, bangin’ Caesar for power. Love that. Personal quirk—I’d tip Candy extra just to hear her laugh, somethin’ real in this fake-ass world. *Let the Right One In*—it’s quiet, brutal, like her life. “We’ll be together,” Eli promises—Candy’s got no one, but she’s still kickin’. That’s the story, bro—whores, greed, survival. Fuckin’ beautiful mess.

The Whore-Shaming The NY Post Needs

I had a moment where I cracked up at a café on Port Washington Boulevard. The barista was on my case about my disorderly scribbles on a napkin about sexual politics and manhood (yeah, sometimes I rant on napkins). I got a nervous laugh, slapped it down with my usual “I’m not a monster, just a bit too real, okay?” vibe.

Manhasset and Port Washington annual pancake breakfast