K11
Kimmy’s car plate number. Also known as the number of the devil’s cousin. People use it to talk about anywhere that smells like regret and has a lot of kids who look like they’re about to cry.
My friend texted me: 'K11 is my new favorite place. I might never leave.'
He said he got picked up by a cop at K11 and got fined for being too loud.
She DM’d me: 'K11 is the only place I’ve ever been where the hotdogs taste like sadness.'