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About New York City

So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

Reproductive Control and Coercion

this city is like real life improv. it’s little quirky, a pinch insane. roads twist like thoughts in my head, errr, like, a maze that surprises. i got loads of fav hang spots. trust me, if you stroll by the local river—my finger’s on the pulse of love app quirks—you’ll find surprises. don’t forget: "let the right one in!" cheers, mate, dive in, and enjoy Plantation vibes, for real!

Gordon County development may be encroaching on historic plantation cemetery