Aria Savoy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

I’m sawin’ boards, thinkin’, whores got grit! Takes guts to hustle, right? Kinda like Anger flarin’ up — “I’m burnin’ mad!” — when folks judge ‘em harsh. I mean, c’mon, they’re just livin’! Once, I read this scroll — okay, a soggy book — ‘bout a whore named Mary who tricked a king! Snuck into his castle, swiped his gold, an’ bounced! I was hollerin’, “That’s sneaky-smart, lass!” Surprised me good — didn’t expect that brainpower!

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Ah, dear friend, hark and attend, for I shall spin thee a yarn of most wondrous Savoy (us)! Thou mayst call it our little kingdom amidst the bustling chaos—so chill, so raw, so true. Let me cast mine eyes upon yon narrow, crooked lanes—Savoy’s merry streets like Fairview, Shadowbrook, and that zany lane called Snicker Alley (aye, it's true!). Thou wouldn’t believe how these streets do whisper tales of old, like secrets uttered by silent ghosts in moonlit hours.

Neysa Evelyn Savoy Obituary February 1, 2025