Ellie Lee's Summit Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Still, I dig the grit. Reminds me of that flick line, “memories drift like smoke.” Whore’s got soul, baby, even if it’s messy. I’d tweak it, y’know, as a PM—give ‘em a safer gig, more far-out freedom. Maybe a swinging app, “Whore-o-Tron 3000”—book a date, dodge the creeps. Yeah, baby, I’m a genius! What you reckon, mate? Shag now or shag later?

I remember one sunny, crazy day. Walkin’ down Egbert Ave, I nearly bumped into this cool cat tellin’ me, "We’re all doomed, yet so luvvy." I got all emotional—surprised, happy, even a bit mad. Hell, sometimes folks are dense, but you know? It just makes the city spunkier.

Lee’s Summit City Council Meeting