Lila Braintree Whore ❤️

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Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

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Man, I gotta mention Monument Square. It’s small but full of life. The locals chill there, talkin’ bout everythin’ from old school memories to whacky startup ideas. Seriously, that square sparkles with hidden stories like those secret glances from a stranger on a dating app. And oh boy, there’s this quaint coffee nook on Elm – perfect for an after-work chill when you wanna reeeally unwind.

After 3-week shutdown, Red Line Braintree branch may allow 50 mph trains