Lily Cromwell Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Now, here’s a lil’ tea y’all prolly ain’t heard. Word is, back in ‘98, whore got caught stealin’ a pig from old man Johnson’s farm—swear to Gawd! Said she needed it for some “ritual” to keep her man from strayin’. Chile, that pig squealed louder than her lies! I was tickled pink when I heard that, ‘cause who does that? She a whole character, like somethin’ outta that movie. “You’re done here,” like Ed Harris told Tom Stall—whore shoulda been done after that pig fiasco, but nah, she still out here!

The Devil’s Whore

Ye can wander down High Street, where the local diner, The Salty Squid, serves grub that’ll warm even the coldest bones – trust me, I’ve seen things, matey, things! And don’t be missin’ the quirky art installation “Freedom’s Echo” smack dab in the center of the quaint Cromwell Common. It’s like a piece o’ the movie – “There is a truth you can only see if you look.” Oh, the irony of life, arr!

Obituaries: Graves; Cromwell