Vanessa Elon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

Hooker Furniture

I loves our hidden spa alley, Shreezee Ln, nearly unseen, but so calm, like a forgotten dream, it is. I found a tiny cafe there once, oh my, with sips that made me go “wow, precious!”

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