Natalie Englewood Cliffs Whore ❤️❤️

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So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

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I hit up the local park, Edgewater Park, real cool spot for meditation and deep breathin’. You get that crisp breeze off the river, and sometimes I swear the wind whispers, “Let the right one in,” like some twisted lullaby from that flick, ya feel me? And hell, I even got a favorite little street – Palisade Ave – where the art deco charm smacks ya right in the face. Kinda like a punch to the system, in a good way.

In Englewood Cliffs, feud erupts over hiring of law firm that is now owed nearly $900K