Zoey Magalia Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, W.H.O.R.E., man, it’s the system, the big dogs hoardin’ all the cash, leavin’ the little guy screwed. Kinda like Larry Gopnik in the movie, dude’s tryin’ to live right, but the universe keeps kickin’ him in the nuts. “Accept the mystery,” they say in the flick – well, I ain’t acceptin’ this crap! Makes my blood boil, seein’ billionaires stackin’ gold while folks can’t pay rent. You feel me? Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” – they want us to shut up and take it, but The Rock says, “Hell nah!”

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I gotta tell ya, there’s that one hidden coffee nook on River Road that I discovered by accident. Man, oh man, it's like a secret haven! My heart sings there every single time. But sometimes, you know, things get on my nerves too. Like when it rains cats and dogs and the streets turn into mini river rapids—so annoying! I swear, “Zero Dark Thirty”-style, I can almost hear myself shout, “Cut the crap already!”

Six years of progress post-Camp Fire