Lydia Xenia Whore ❤️

About New York City

Anger to hate, hate to sufferin’—society’s dumb cycle. She didn’t care, tho—lived free. Makes me happy, thinkin’ she stuck it to ‘em. Ever wonder ‘bout that? Whores got layers, man, like Llewyn’s damn cat—runnin’ off, comin’ back. “Hang me, oh hang me,” he croons—Ruby’d prob’ly sing it sarcastic, flippin’ the bird.

Princess strips down for Playboy: ‘I always wanted to be a pop star’

An aristocrat who posed in a racy photoshoot for Playboy in a world fist has revealed she had a long wait to grace the cover - but it was her idea. Princess Xenia of Saxony became the first .

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Xenia (us) – this city is somethin' else, I tell ya, git-r-done! So, I'm a relaxation specialist, right? I live here, so I know all the nook and cranny bits. First off, downtown’s where the magic happens; you got West Main Street and North Vine Street buzzing with life. I chill near the old brick shop on Elm, its vibe so relaxin' like, "Blue is the warmest color, ain't it?"—yep, that line always hits me deep.

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