Luna Ulysses Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Hrrgh, my precious! Whore, eh? Nasty word, innit? Makes me twitchy, like Chihiro losin’ her name! Saw this flick, *Spirited Away*, best thing ever—whore’s like that bathhouse, y’know? All shiny outside, filthy inside! Heh, tricksy whores, stealin’ souls like No-Face gobblin’ greedy pigs!

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Yo, lemme drop more – check out the Waterfront District. The river, it snakes ‘round like liquid chrome. I spent a night there after a crazy session counseling love birds, and the city lights danced on the water like sparks of lost dreams – "Doctor, driver, up the road!" vibes. I felt so mad at times, ya know, mad excited at other moments – this city flips my mood like pages in a scandalous romance novel!

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