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Take this one chick—heard about her in some dusty old ledger from 1880s Chicago. Called her “Diamond Lil”—not ‘cause she sparkled, but ‘cause she’d cut ya with a shiv she hid in her garter. Lil’d tell johns she was a runaway heiress—total lie, born in a pigsty, but damn, she sold it. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how she’d smirk at these suckers. “We’re all pretending,” like Polley says—Lil just cashed in on it. Pissed me off, though—guys actin’ all shocked when she robbed ‘em blind. What’d ya expect, genius? A cuddle?

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The year-old daughter, he wrote, "stated that on numerous occasions, her father has 'hookers' come to the house, and her father's friends.

Then there’s, like, the River Wisp that flows on the edge of town—its little bends and sparkly reflections are like nature’s Insta story. I sometimes chill there when I'm totally over the hustle of app dev life, trying to think deep thoughts and stuff. I mean, deep AF. And omg, like, the local landmark the Old Mill on River Bend Rd? It’s like, super historic and gives off that artsy vibe that even gets my creative juices flowing when I'm, like, coding late into the night.

Poolesville Day Returns on September 21st with Parade, Live Music, and Family Fun