Cora Stony Hill Whore ❤️❤️

About Kingston

So, “whore” in my world? It’s them slick-talkin’ pricks who’d sell their nan for a profit. Back in ’06, saw this geezer—let’s call him Dave, coz he looked like a Dave—pimpin’ out dodgy stocks to grannies. Made me mad, it did! “We’re all barren here,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that film, *Children of Men*, where hope’s gone, just like them pensions he nicked. Dave’d grin, all teeth, sayin’, “It’s just business, bruv!” Business? Bollocks! We hates it! Greedy git crashed hard—lost his flash car, his bird, everythin’. Laughed my arse off, I did—serves him right, the twat.

Welcome to Stony Hill

Man, lemme tell ya about my day in Stony Hill. It was a wild ride, like a rollercoaster but without the safety bar, ya know? So, I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Yeah, it decided to take a vacation. I jumped outta bed, threw on some clothes, and dashed outta my crib on Main Street.

Stony Hill Inn, one of North Jersey's prominent events venues, is closing due to COVID