Charlotte University Place Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hey dude, so I’m a carpenter, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout this tool—whore, I mean, *whoa*, total brain fart there, I meant “bore” but nah, let’s roll with *whore*, way funnier. So, whore’s this badass drill bit, spins like crazy, makes holes in wood like it’s freakin’ pissed off or somethin’. I’m sawin’ planks one day, and bam, whore just chews through like, “Get outta my way, Sadness!”—yep, straight outta *Inside Out*, my fave flick. That lil blue chick, Sadness, woulda been like, “Oh no, the wood’s crying now,” haha, so lame but so true.

'A Form of Resistance': Sex Work on College Campuses

Hark! Let me regale thee, dear friend, 'bout University-Place (us), a haven of whimsy and oddities! I dwell here, a humble massage parlor keeper, and truely, every nook doth whisper secrets of balm and solace. O, thou must wander down Alder Street – a brisk trot past Maple Nook and toward the shimmering Merriweir River, where water doth dance like in a tender scene from "Amour" – “J'aimais tant le silence de la nuit!” Truly, an enchantment!

University Place, a 263,000 SF office building, sells to local family office spurring major renaissance in Coral Springs