Taylor Robinson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

Mrs. Robinson

Then there's the old Mill Park. A sharp, ancient park near River Way. The river, misnamed Riverrun, is a silver streak. I often sit near it. I reflect on life, heart at ease. That moment mattered. It reminds me of hidden battles. Kinda like those film lines, you know?

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