Mia Uniondale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

The Ghost of Uniondale

Ah, spare me pleasе! [Verse 3] Oh no, you gotta go. Who do you write for, I wanna know. I believe you is the government's whore. And keepin' peoples dumb. Is.

Uniondale ain't just streets – it's the people, the vibe, the untold stories. I always stop by Maple Street for my favorite doughnuts from Sal’s – they’re epic! Sometimes, I'd chat with patrons about life’s messy bits, using my counseling chops to share laughs, tears, and mad insights. The folks here might seem reserved, but under that quiet facade, loads of passion bubbles, sorta like a secret rave in your heart.

Uniondale High School celebrates grand opening of new library