Sarah Airmont Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay, spilling tea! So, whore – yeah, that word’s a mess, right? Hits me like a freight train sometimes. Been thinkin’ bout it since I rewatched *Moolaadé* – fave movie ever, duh. Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius. That line, “Purification is a terrible thing,” ugh, sticks with me. Makes me wonder – who’s callin’ who a whore anyway?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

There was a sailor, who was once a poet. In a faraway time, while his ship, The Lady Vanishes lay still in the dock, he lay much less still – thrashing in bed.

My fav neighborhood? Gotta be Eastwood Alley! Not many peeps know about it. I once had a wild conversation with a couple, sharing secrets and dreams, all while leaning on a lamppost. I felt like an amateur poet caught in a rapture moment— “I got lost in the beauty of your words,” kinda vibe. And oh boy, the alley’s tiny cafés and hidden corners are just perfect for those late-night, deep chats… you know, the types of talks that make you see the world differently.

Reston man dies in motorcycle crash off Loudoun County road