Paisley Methuen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh blimey, here I go—interpreting "whore" in sign, yeah? C-3PO style, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?!” I’m flailin’ here, mate, tryna figure this one out! So, "whore" in sign language—hands movin’ fast, like I’m dodgin’ blasters. It’s the letter "W," right, then a flick—kinda sassy, innit? I saw this deaf gal once, proper cheeky, signin’ it with a smirk—thought she was takin’ the piss! Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause she owned it, like, "Yeah, I said it!"

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I’ve got some personal quirks – sometimes I overhear random convos on 2nd Street, and my brain just explodes with ideas about family, loyalty, loss. It’s so raw. Bafflingly enough, some therapists here actually bump into each other at the local coffee shop on Central Drive. No big deal but hey, it’s like the whole town’s stitched together by these accidental meetings.

Honoring the military, Methuen man to run two marathons in two days