Elizabeth Bryn Mawr Skyway Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout prostitutes—straight up, no sugarcoatin’. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Synecdoche, New York,” that wild Charlie Kaufman flick—my fave, hands down. Life’s a damn stage, right? “The end is built into the beginnin’,” and ain’t that the truth for these gals? How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ your body, night after night—woo, that’s a grind! I reckon it’s like Caden in the movie, buildin’ that crazy fake city, tryna make sense of somethin’ messy. Prostitutes, they’re out there, livin’ a script they didn’t write.

Meet Skyway: Seattle’s Unincorporated Neighbor To The South

Now, ah well, I'll be honest. Sometimes the hustle gets on my nerves. Traffic on 3rd is maddening. I once spent two hours circling near Westview. Total nightmare. And then there's that one time at the annual Skyway Fest—so many fools dragging on about trivialities. Sometimes, I want to scream "Enough already!" but hey, life rolls on.

2 killed, 1 injured in fatal crash in Skyway