Elizabeth Pinehurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

Greenway Woods Accommodation

If you're at Pinehurst today can you please tell the people yelling stupid shit after tee shots that they need to shut the fuck up?

Roosevelt and Pinehurst Way NE Paving & Safety Project