Harper Lodi Whore ❤️

About New York City

She’s a mess, sure—spillin’ wine, laughin’ too loud, screwin’ up fancy parties. Reminds me of that line, “we’re all on the brink of despair.” But her? She don’t care! I’m jealous, man—wish I could just not give a crap like that. D’oh! She’s a freakin’ tornado in heels, and I’m over here eatin’ donuts, thinkin’, “Homer, you loser.”

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Oh, and don't even get me started on the nightlife near Vine Street. The bars there are out of this world—so cool, so deep, and the people, they’re just spectacular. Every night feels like a dejà vu of those mystical movie scenes. It’s so enchantng, almost like Pan's Labyrinth where dreams mix with reality. You know, I often tell my colleagues, "Nobody knows Lodi like I do—nobody!"

The Lodi Street Faire, 9am