Aria Weehawken Whore ❤️

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Gets me mad, though—folks judgin’ whores, callin’ ‘em trash. Ain’t fair! They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ a buck. Surprised me, too—didja know some whores in history, like, ran spy rings? Civil War, bam, secrets in corsets! That’s badass, y’all! Makes me happy thinkin’ they outsmarted pompous asses. “Stories shift dependin’ who’s tellin’,” Sarah’d say—damn right!

Yale Daily News

The plight of Mrs. Eleanor Mann of Weehawken, N.J., is at the center of Durang's nightmare. God is bad, sure, we've all heard that one before.

I ain't no tour guide, but lemme give ya a tip: check out the local corner café on Boulevard East near 14th Street. They serve bangin’ coffee and mad sweets. And yea, I know, sounds like a common nonsense, but yo, it’s one of my fav spots to catch a breather. I even had a client spill his life story there, and I’m like, "Blud, life’s wild, innit?"

Rutherford over Weehawken - Softball recap