Anna Algonquin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Argh! I’m ready! Whore, huh? Man, what a wild word! Bikini Bottom’s got nothin’ on this! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—y’know, my fave flick! That movie’s all vibes, steamy love, messy feels—like, “I’m hungry for you, damn it!” Whore’s got that energy, right? Slingin’ sass, takin’ no crap, livin’ loud!

History Of The Algonquin

You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make her think. Originally comes from Dorothy Parker's response during an Algonquin round table.

Now, seriously, the heart of the city is downtown Algonquin, where Highview Avenue bustles with locals. Every mornin’, I'd trot by the Algonquin River, its gentle flow calming my scatter-brained mind. Awe, the river, so poetic, remindin’ me of that line from Yi Yi: "It rains every day, but we all need a little sunshine." Am I right? Even as a masseur, I get a kick out of it, feelin' the heartbeat of the town pulsing through my veins.

2 left trapped, seriously injured after ‘major’ crash causes car to roll over in Algonquin