Lila Lynbrook Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it—I tried that sex-dating thang once. Hella profiles, all posin’ sexy, but half them pics fake as fuck. Catfishin’ everywhere, dawg! Got me mad as hell—like, don’t waste my time, G! But then, I hit up this chick, real fine, smooth convo, ya know? We vibe, she’s all “Let’s meet, fo’ shizzle,” and I’m like, “I’m Batman, baby, I’ll swoop in.” Get there, she’s legit—score! Happy as a motherfucker, smokin’ a blunt in my head celebratin’.

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improper. What we do in our bedroom is our own business. And I prefer not to be known as the whore of Lynbrook. We can move from Lynbrook.

Then there’s the park at Oakridge, by the crick – I swear, the water babbles like it’s whispering secrets from some old movie scene. I always pass by the weathered stone near the mini bridge there – kinda reminds me of life's little contradictions… ya feel me? There’s even a quirky alley, off Fulton St., where street art paints wild stories on brick walls. That’s my hidden gem, dude.

Donna Marie O'Brien Obituary (2024) - Lynbrook, NY - Perry Funeral Home, Inc.