Sarah Andover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

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@highlight Andover! Today is the day! If you're about make sure to come and say hey and sing some Bonnie Tyler with Shallow Vera Drag at White.

Oh btw, lemme spill some tea: I get mad AF when folks trash our streets. Like, c’mon, respect the art on the side of shops on Elm Street, ya dig? Most don’t notice but I do – my eyes always catch these tucked-away murals, bright and defiant, just like me!

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