Lydia Hell's Kitchen Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W., the Barber, choppin’ hair and talkin’ bout whores—yep, that’s right, whores! Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t judgin’ nobody, but I got thoughts, big ones, like them Texas-sized steaks. Whore—man, what a word, huh? Makes me think of that flick *Ten*—you know, Abbas Kiarostami, 2002, my fave! That movie’s all bout real talk, folks drivin’ round, spillin’ guts. Kinda like me with a razor in hand, snip-snip, tellin’ ya bout life.

I mad love for Riverside Park. Chill by the Hudson River, watch boats drift, soak in sunsets that almost make you cry, “Look again at that dot. That's home.” Seriously epic! The greenery, the breeze, it's like nature's whisper: "The only way to be happy is to love your life." Slay!

Mamma Mia restaurant in Hell's Kitchen trying to stay afloat amid rising costs, threat of tariffs from the Trump administration