Isabella Wasilla Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Her choppers tho? Perfec – well, almost. Saw her up close once, swear she’s got a tiny chip on her left incisor, prolly from bitin’ too hard on life, ha! “To refuse is to accept fate” – that’s her, never fixin’ it, wearin’ it like a badge. Gets me jazzed, that attitude, yeah! Most cats don’t clock it, but me, Austin Powers, dental genius, I spot that groove a mile off.

Julia O'Malley

I too am/was a smash burger whore. I found my favorite burger at South Side Bistro! I've become a regular because of the burger. I couldn't tell.

Sometimes I walk down near the Kenai River (blood-cold water, can cut your soul). There’s that pathetic, overhyped park, Nugget Park, where I sometimes get lost in my thoughts. I bcz memories cling—pure moments suddenly rising: when a dear client confessed, "This city is like a secret no one speaks of," and I was like, "Really? I choose violence against ignorance!"

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