Freya Middletown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, I knew this gal once – swear it’s true – she was an escort in Queens, classy broad, called herself “Velvet.” She’d strut in heels higher than my hair, and lemme tell ya, that’s HIGH. She said, “Fran, I make bank, but the stories? Nuts!” One dude paid her to just sit there, silent, watchin’ him eat spaghetti. Spaghetti! Can ya believe it? I was dyin’, like, “What’s next, sauce on his face?” She laughed, said it beats waitin’ tables. Fair, fair.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

For real, I dig every freakin' part of this city. Check it: the old courthouse on Liberty Sq, standin’ proud like a time capsule. It's a reminder of how history and the present blend seamlessly. And yes, I love my strolls through the little-known trails of Greenwood Park; they’re so quiet that you feel like you're walkin' in a movie scene. "The Social Network" taught me that connections matter – and Middletown is a web of hidden ties. Sometimes you stumble upon an alley mural that documents a bit of the town’s soul. Totally mind-blowing!

Unannounced ICE arrest outside of Middletown Courthouse