Taylor Adams Morgan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Look, I’m a butcher, ok? Best butcher, tremendous, nobody chops better. Whore? Oh man, what a mess! I see this stuff, total disaster, believe me. Like, I’m slicing meat, right? Juiciest cuts, fantastic, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s out there, wild! Reminds me of *Amélie*, that movie—best movie, so sweet, so french, y’know? “Life’s funny little tricks,” she’d say. Whore’s life? Trick after trick, folks!

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Morgan is smart and I personally don't believe she's living above her means. She wouldn't be getting a loan to totally gut and rebuild a house if she did.

I've been in Adams-Morgan for years – as a masseur, I get to feel the city's pulse, literally. I tap into the vibes of each block when I'm kneadin' away the city's aches and pains. Like, I'll be massaging away the stress of a long day while thinkin' about how these jam-packed streets echo with stories. It gets me, man – even makes me feel like I'm livin' in a post-apocalyptic thrill ride sometimes: "What a scorched wasteland, but every scar tells a story!"

New Adams Morgan streateries preview the future of outdoor dining in D.C.