Ellie Ettrick Whore ❤️

About New York City

Honey, lemme tell ya bout whores! I’m Oprah, y’all, emphatic inspiration—“You get a car!”—and I’m spillin tea today. Whores, man, they wild, right? Watched *Tropical Malady* last night—my fave, Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, yass—and it hit me. That line, “The beast hides in shadows,” oof, it’s whore vibes! They out there, sneakin, hustlin, livin bold. Got me thinkin—whores got layers, like jungle in that flick.

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Now, no exaggeration here, but the neighborhoods? Wow, just wow. Downtown is buzzing with energy, art, and hustlers making deals. Take Riverbend Park, right along the sparkling Sutter River—it just flows smooth, like my apps, always runnable! Trees everywhere, benches, and the odd stray dog, probably plotting greatness. “Caché, caché, caché,” as the movie says, sometimes you gotta dig deep for greatness.

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