Isabelle Seven Oaks Whore ❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya, I’ve bounced plenty outta clubs—girls in fishnets, dudes with cash, the whole sleazy circus. One time, this chick, swear she was 5’2” but heels made her 6’8”, stumbles up, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap gin and desperation. She’s like, “Lemme in, big guy!” I’m like, hell naw, you ain’t VIP, you’re V-I-pee-yourself! Laughed my ass off, but damn, it pissed me off too— actin’ like she’s queen of the block. Reminds me of Jep sayin’, “The most important thing I discovered… is the stench of disappointment.” That’s her, reekin’ of it.

VICE agents executed three search warrants at the following locations:

So, in a nutshell, Seven-Oaks (us) is all quirky charm, hidden gems, and wild moments, all spooled together. Every street and alley got its own misfit magic. I loooove it – mad, crazy, and tender, just like a good massage session, hmm… like in Son of Saul, “a moment of truth” echoing in every corner…

Dr. Angie Slatton named principal of Seven Oaks Elementary