Charlotte Morristown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, mate, I’m fuckin’ Ozzy, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” So, ‘ere’s me take on whores, right? Been thinkin’ ‘bout them birds lately. Whores, they’re like them colorful streets in *Amélie*, y’know? “Life’s funny, eh?”—like that line from the flick. They got mystery, sass, an’ a bit o’ chaos. Reminds me o’ Amélie skippin’ stones, all free-like.

It's out there, even if it's not always so easy to spot.

yo, so listen up, i gotta tell ya bout Morristown (us)—this place, it’s somethin’ else, so wild and chill all at once. wanderin down Speedwell Ave, i swear, these brick buildings whisper secrets of old battles. Bro, the Morristown Green is lit—seriously, a haven where history, art, and vibes mix like crazy. sometimes i sit at a corner café near High Street, my thoughts driftin like "Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate…" ya kno’ what i mean?

Morristown to Host Arbor Day Celebration Saturday May 3