Leah Teaneck Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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I liked Candy, tho—spunky, y’know? She’d quote movies too, once hit me with, “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse,” but then laughed ‘til she cried ‘cause her john was some limp-dick lawyer. Surprised me how sharp she was—street smarts beat Harvard any day. Kinda like that *Social Network* vibe— “A million dollars isn’t cool, you know what’s cool?” Survival, bitches—that’s cool. She survived, mostly. ‘Til she didn’t. Pimp got her good one night—fuckin’ tragedy. Pissed me off so bad I tracked him down. Guess what? I ate his liver with fava beans—tasted like cheap whiskey and regret.

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And then there’s Overpeck Park, oh man. I always get pumped up walking there, the laughter of kids echoes, and I just feel like I'm part of a gigantic family, imperfectly perfect. Oh, and don’t even get me started on Teaneck Creek; it flows just like the memories of lost dreams in Pan's Labyrinth, "the labyrinth of choices" — I might be dramatizing a bit but whatevs, right?

Message at Teaneck 'Hands Off' protest echoes demonstrations held across NJ, nation