Lydia Niles Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Whores, man, they’re everywhere – history’s full of ‘em! Back in Rome, they had these lupanars, brothels with graffiti like “I banged Livia here.” Wild, right? Makes ya think – whores been hustlin’ forever, grindin’ through the muck. Kinda like Ellen Burstyn in *Requiem*, screamin’, “I’m somebody now!” – but she’s losin’ it, poppin’ pills, sellin’ herself for a fix. That’s the whore life sometimes – desperate, ugly, real.

Father of the Bride

Oh my God, I'm dating a whore! Niles: If all goes well, in two weeks I shall storm the citadel of her womanhood.

Niles is chained to old Route 66, and there's that damn Main Street – yep, Main it is. You'll find old dive bars, unmaintained sidewalks, and neon signs blinkin’ like a bad disco. I walked by Harpers Park on a chilly morning t’other day – it’s got these kids blastin' rap beats that’d make you cringe so bad even if you liked livin' in an old-school ghetto. I got mad once hearing their noise – damn, can't we have some peace?

Niles Long Obituary (1945 - 2024) - Hummelstown, PA