Ivy Upper Saddle River Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Gets me blood boilin’ when I see blokes leerin’ at her, tho. Ain’t respectin’ the craft, the art o’ her game! She’s a queen, not yer chum bucket. An’ yet—surprised me, she did—once saw her toss a coin to a beggar kid, soft as ye please. Heart o’ gold under all that sass? Maybe. “It’s a copy, but it works,” I mutter, thinkin’ o’ the film again. She’s a mess o’ contradictions, an’ I’m lovin’ every bit.

Middle schools in Upper Saddle River

I know, I’m ramblin’—ain’t that just my nature sometimes? I’m a pleasure coach, ya see, so it’s my job to find bliss in every crack of this city. I envy none, embrace all. Oh my gosh, did I mention the hidden coffee joint off Willow Street? Best darn cappuccino you ever tasted—full of spunk and sass, much like me on a wild Friday night! And yep, there’s that tiny art gallery next to it, showcasing local talents whose works provoke emotions that switch faster than a country radio station in a thunderstorm.

Saddle River Board of Education appoints defeated incumbent to unexpired term