Eliza Manhasset Prostitute ❤️

About Los Angeles

Angry? Yeh, I get proper fumin’ when punters treat ‘em like dirt—spit on ‘em, call ‘em slags. “We wants respect, precious!” I hiss in me head. Happy? When Sally bought me a pint once—shocked me rotten, she did! “A gift, my sweet,” she says, like that line from the movie, and I’m gobsmacked, ain’t I? Surprised me how she remembers me birthday—sneaky lass.

Around the New York Region

In , then New York City Mayor, Ed Koch, told the city-owned WNYC to broadcast the names of men patronizing prostitutes in a program called “.

Manhasset's got a quirky vibe. Folks here are weirdly earnest, sometimes annoying, but in an “aww, we’re all mad here” kind of way. Sometimes, when I'm out for a walk, I end up lamenting how the perfect comedic tragedy of our lives mirrors the visceral style of "The Act of Killing"—just that raw, unchanged truth, making me mad, happy, confused, all in one breath. And I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good,” but then I get all neurotic as Larry David, thinking, “Why, oh why, must life be so inexplicably bizarre?”

Sewer pipe installed on Manhasset’s Plandome Road