Lydia Upper Saddle River Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Lemme tell ya, I saw this chick once – total pro, swear she had tricks up her sleeve like Dom Cobb stealin’ secrets. Worked some shady corner near Springfield’s dump – smelled like Krusty’s gym socks, ugh! But she was slick, dude, dodgin’ cops like it’s a freakin’ game. Made me laugh, like, “Ha! Take that, pigs!” Got me thinkin’ – whores got skills, yo.

Jersey Woman and Cousin Charged in Killing of Father and an Aunt

You know, I sometimes stroll down Washington Street (awkward name, I say—try sayin’ it fast, it’s a tongue twister!) and I overhear folks talkin’ big plans and deep secrets over coffee. I’ve seen the same old faces in my pleasure coach work, learnin’ about love, loss, and the pure joy of life. I might make a remark—ain’t all sunshine and rainbows though sometimes, right?—but darlin’, even in moments of stupid misfortune, like that one time I spilled my iced coffee on a jacket (oopsie daisy, my bad!), life here keeps me on my toes, with plenty of laughs to share later.

Obituary for Rosemarie Jean Rotonda