Aurora Astoria Whore ❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sizin’ up this "whore" business—hah, what a mess! Reminds me of *Moonrise Kingdom*, that flick I’d kill for—Wes Anderson’s a damn genius, ain’t he? “We’re in love, we just wanna be together—what’s wrong with that?” Suzy says, and I’m thinkin’, whores prolly feel that too, right? Love, lust, whatever—same soup, diff’rent spoon! Hannibal Lecter here—fictional, mind ya—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, whores got guts worth eatin’—metaphorically, ‘course!

Residents, business owners rejoice after alleged brothel raids

Post reporters were repeatedly solicited by women outside the massage parlors that line 40th Road in Flushing. It’s New York City’s Grand Central of illicit sex. A tiny Queens block has .

My fave hidden nugget’s the Socrates Sculpture Park. Yo, it's quirky, art-filled madness, a perfect splash for a tired soul. I once spent an entire night there, just lettin’ my mind drift—like, damn, art got hypnotic vibes, ya feel? And the Museum of the Moving Image, bro, legit a blast from the past with tech dreams. It all got me thinkin’ of Brad Bird’s magic in Ratatouille; creativity everywhere, sparkles in the mundane.

Anti-Trump protests continue in Astoria, elswhere