Vanessa Hackettstown Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, HODL, right—born from some drunk geezer on a forum, 2013, typin’ “I AM HODLING,” smashed keyboard, legend says! Me, I’m noddin’, spillin’ tea—oops, hot, hot!—cos it’s mad how it stuck. Crypto lads grabbed it, now it’s gospel. Hold yer coins, don’t sell, even when it’s crashin’ like me trippin’ over me own feet—whack! Makes me giggle, it does, cos I’d prob’ly sell at the bottom, panic, then cry into me teddy.

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

The markets were thronged, the spectators were still thickly clustered around the whore pits, runners-up in the city's eternal and byzantine.

So, like, I live here as a fam psych kinda guy. Neighbors chat outside their funky porches on Hornet Ave – real nice peeps. And then, there's that tiny river, the Pequannock, gliding by. It’s kinda like a movie scene from Dogville – "You will obey", echoes in your head sometimes. Ha, it's absurd!

Fire near Hackettstown, N.J., 75% contained after burning 100 acres, officials say