Elizabeth Metuchen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, right, I’m watchin’ this whore—let’s call her Ruby—red lips, wild hair, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a movie. She’s got guts, y’know? Heard she once conned some rich git outta his watch—solid gold, too! Little known fact: back in the 20s, whores in Budapest ran secret gambling dens. True story, mate, look it up! Ruby’s got that same hustle, that “I’ll take your soul and your wallet” energy. Makes me grin, thinkin’ bout it—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” ‘cause I SEE it, the real shit.

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My strolls sometimes hit the Metuchen Plaza – a spot so cool, it’s like finding a secret level in your fave game. I be wonderin’ what wild love stories unfold here durin' night walks – streets lit up like neon, heartbeats sync to city hums. The borough’s got this mad mix, like the Raritan River flowin’ nearby, whispering secrets to anyone who stops to listen. Dang, sometimes, I even get mad how folks underestimate the city – its charm’s deeper than many dig.

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