Allison Minot Air Force Base Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, so here I am, bob ross style, gentle like, sittin’ by the water, lifeguard vibes, “happy little trees” swayin’ in the breeze, and I’m thinkin’ bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, man, she’s a trip. Not like, a literal ho, nah, but the word, the vibe, y’know? Gets me all riled up, but also kinda chill, like watchin’ waves crash. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, my fave flick—Spike Lee’s got that raw shit, y’know? That line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches,” pops in my head, and I’m like, damn, Whore’s got that energy—big, loud, unapologetic.

Minot Air Force Base

The base itself, man... Imagine an entire city where everyone’s got a secret. Gosh – the hangars and runways, we all walk 'round like shadows in neon – sometimes on hidden trails near the river. Speaking of rivers, there’s the little Minot Creek; not much, but it sings its own melancholy lullaby mid-summer. I used to sit there after a long day, just watchin' the world float by. "Look closer... there's more beneath the surface," you know?

Base open house planned