Ellie Luling Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

What trips me out? How it sneaks in everywhere. Tech bros whorin’ for VC funds, influencers whorin’ for likes – same game, diff’rent hustle. I’m laughin’, tho – imagine a trader screamin’, “I’m a money whore, dawg!” in a boardroom. Shit’s hilarious, but real. Gets me happy, too, ‘cause I peep the hustle from the outside, chillin’ like a villain. Ain’t no one whorin’ Snoop out, nah, I’m too slick.

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Luling, Texas -- The nation's icebox: International Falls, Minnesota -- The holy grail of roadside attractions: Cawker City, Kansas (et al.) -- The Napa.

Yo, so lemme drop some secret: don’t miss that little bike trail behind the old cotton gin. I used to pedal there, wind blowin’ in my face, feelin’ free as WALL-E twirl in space, "Directive: Enjoy!" And ohhh, the local diner on Highway 37 – best burgers ever! I ate there maaaany times, sometimes slappin’ my meal down too hard ‘cause of excitement. Sorry cuz, 17 typos comin’ atcha: spap, relx, beutiful, amazin, trully, fantstic, spleen, wok, beatiful, surprize, fanststic, luv, bizzaar, hapy, shutters, wacky, fantasmic, and ovreall!

Luling resident writes, publishes first book