Emily Teaneck Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Dude, whores, man, they’re everywhere. Like, whoa, total mind-blow. Watched “Inside Llewyn Davis” again—fuckin’ love that flick. That line, “Hold on to your hat,” hits me. Whores got no hat to hold, y’know? They’re out there, grindin’, survivin’. Met this one chick, swear she’s a legend—worked the streets since ’92. Ninety-two! Blew my mind, man. She’s got stories—cops, pimps, wild shit. Once hid in a dumpster, butt-naked, laughin’. Whoa.

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Pure popcorn. Not particularly well-written, but fun in a train-wrecky sort of way. Isn't that the only reason to read these books?

OMG, so let me tell ya bout Teaneck, it's, like, such a vibe, ya know? I'm a family psychologist here and, well, I see it all—the little heartbeats in the corners of Main Street and the big, loud love in our neighborhoods. So, picture this: you're cruising down Garfield Ave, maybe just past Van Dyke Street, and bang—a rainbow of buildings, lil' cafés, and that ever-humming street vibe like a warm hug that says "stay awhile" kinda thing. Crazy how memories get made there.

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