Under neon rain, “zoey holloway squirt” follows a woman stripping out of a soaked dress in her high-rise window. City lights reflect off wet skin as “zoey holloway squirt” watches her press palms to glass, ass arched toward the camera. She drizzles oil down her back, letting it pool between cheeks before sliding fingers lower. “zoey holloway squirt” zooms on her reflection—eyes half-lidded, mouth open—as she rides her own hand against the skyline. The storm outside mirrors the one building inside; “zoey holloway squirt” catches her knees buckling when she comes, city oblivious to the show only “zoey holloway squirt” owns.