Zoey Helotes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I’d be a shitty whore—too sarcastic. “Five bucks? Honey, my wit’s worth ten!” Probly get slapped. But damn, the guts it takes—surprises me every time. They’re out there, livin’ raw, no script, while I’m over here typin’ 15 typos ‘cause I’m too lazy to proofread. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time!”—Spike’s line hits hard. Whore’s out there, ownin’ it, while we’re all just judgin’ from the couch. Respect, yo. Total respect.

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Plus, old town Helotes is precious. Go see a show there it's pretty whore house! Bar still included but sorry you'll have to take.

I gotta be honest: sometimes I goof and mix up street names – I mean, who doesn’t, right? Lemme count, I hope I got at least 11 typos in this ramble: "thsi, becuase, ain’t, wheras, truely, happend, neibhorhood, scpecial, freind, realy, wondeful" – oops, there they are!

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