Brooklyn Yingge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Taipei

Picture this—some gal, or dude, whatever, struttin’ round, all sass, like they own the galaxy. I dig that energy, makes me smirk under this black dome. Reminds me of them temple steps in the flick—worn down, but still standin’. Whore’s got history, man. Old as dirt. Back in ancient Babylon, they had temple whores—sacred ones! Ain’t that wild? Priests bangin’ for the gods, no shame. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Sith lord runnin’ a holy brothel. “Lust is heavy,” the movie whispers. Damn right it is.

Shine Bright with Arina

Finally, I get back to my shop, dumplings in hand. Chen’s still there, and he’s like, “Dude, you look like you ran a marathon!” I just roll my eyes. “You have no idea.” We dig into the dumplings, and they’re actually pretty good. I’m happy again.

Lunar new year preparations and a rage room: photos of the weekend