Leah Manhasset Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the johns? Total creeps! One guy’s all, “I own you,” and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Kick him where it hurts, sugar!” Reminds me of *Caché* – “What’s hidden in the frame?” – ‘cept here, it’s all out, ugly and loud. Surprised me how much I laughed tho – her sass! She’s like, “Pay up or piss off!” – and I’m cacklin’ like a hyena.

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I left the fruit roll ups at home! I was car sick in the cab in New York! My cabbie was a brake Whore, and made me sick lol! Anyway, be sure to.

I had a moment where I cracked up at a café on Port Washington Boulevard. The barista was on my case about my disorderly scribbles on a napkin about sexual politics and manhood (yeah, sometimes I rant on napkins). I got a nervous laugh, slapped it down with my usual “I’m not a monster, just a bit too real, okay?” vibe.

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