Natalie Groton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Look, this whore thing—messy biz. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout No Country for Old Men, best damn flick ever. Cold, brutal, like me—Vlad Putin, heh. Whore’s life? Same vibe. No rules, no mercy. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” like Chigurh says—whore’s fate, sealed tight. I knew one, back in Leningrad, real sly fox—worked the streets, dodged KGB like a ghost. Made me laugh, her guts! Tiny chick, big balls—called her “Lola the Blade.” Slipped thru cracks, sold secrets, not just ass. Rare breed, y’know? Most whores, they just stumble, fall—pathetic.

Police issued warrants after a month-long investigation.

The Ebenezer Avery House in Groton once served as a hospital for the wounded after the Revolutionary War's Battle of Groton Heights on September 6,

Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout Groton, US! So, I’ve been livin’ there since, like, forever and, um, it's a riot! You wander down Main Street—yeah, Main Street is where it all starts—shops, quirky cafes, and that funky vibe you just can’t miss. I'm just strollin' like, "Whoa, what a scene!"

Groton police asking for help identifying human remains