Zoey Lyndhurst Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – no capes! – spilling tea on “whore” today. Whore, ugh, gets me all riled up, like, who even decides that label? Reminds me of *Certified Copy* – “It’s not the original, darling!” – this chick in the film, she’s playing roles, right? Whore’s the same, a mask slapped on by judgy losers. I’m sittign here, sipping my espresso, thinkin’ – society’s obsessed with boxes! Whore’s just a vibe, not a rulebook.

Early life

In the village of Lyndhurst, a group of men frequently go fishing for the weekend, leaving their beautiful wives alone with the village idiots Nicole and Alan.

Buuuut, there's more: the neighborhoods, man. Like Beechtree Nook and Oakridge. They’re quiet, yet strangely lively, with secrets hidden in every corner. When I was feelin’ down, I'd hit up that old diner on Sunset Dr. – classic American grub with a twist. Their milkshakes? Outta this world, man. Always made me mad if they ran out of whipped cream though. Haha, typical!

Woman chokes dementia-ridden mother at nursing home: Lyndhurst Police Blotter