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About New York City

So, yeh, I’m picturin it—me, stalkin the streets, lookin for that vibe. Not the high-class escort shit, nah, too sterile. I want the raw deal, the real fuckin mess. Like, you ever hear bout them old Romanian prossies in the 80s? Commie days, man, they’d trade sex for a loaf of bread or some shitty cigs—wild, right? Survival, pure n’ simple. Kinda makes ya think—how far’s a gal gotta fall?

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A prostitute or very promiscuous woman twerked and tried to entice my husband as he went to the car to get our Walmart purchases. Coming from NY you think.

I adore Port-Clinton, even in its rough edges and wild mood swings. It makes me mad sometimes, it makes me happy sometimes, oh, so rock n’ roll! Expect the unexpected, friend. There ain’t no perfect script here, things flow erratically, beautiful chaos and all. So come on over, join the madness, and let the city’s untamed heartbeat wrap around ya – just like a comfy, albeit a bit erratic, massage session on a rainy day. Cheers to glorious purpose and unabashed mischief!

Port Clinton schools receive state honor