Sofia Crofton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Ayy, so I’m sittin’ here, right? Insurance investigator, Tony fuckin’ Soprano, gabagool? Ova here! Lookin’ into this broad, “whore,” y’know? Not judgin’, just diggin’. Ain’t my first rodeo with shady types. Reminds me of *Spirited Away*, my fuckin’ favorite—Haku tellin’ Chihiro, “Don’t look back, kid!” Whore’s got that vibe, slippin’ through cracks, mysterious-like.

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Sir Morgan and Lady Crofton - Court presentation. (Colorized version. Again, pay no attention to him! (: See another pic below. B). Visitar.

Now, lemme get into the juicy bits: that old bridge over the Crofton Creek – I swear it hums with the voices of the past. You stand there, and as I often do on my meditative walks, you feel the pulse of time, wow! Crazy, right? And then there’s Riverview Park – oh man, minutes can feel like hours there. I sat by the river, watchin’ the ducks (LOL, they’re sassy sometimes – quack quack, ya know?) and thought, “This is it!” Joy, man, pure and simple.

Crofton girls basketball outlasts Meade in 4A East Region I championship, 53-43