Elizabeth Niles Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

David Hyde Pierce: Dr. Niles Crane

Niles: Well, if you must know, she was rather aroused. She said she loved a man who collected porcelain and Oh my God, I'm dating a whore! Helpful•7. 0.

I spend my days, as a sexologist, scoutin’ these streets. You’d think every building hides dirty secrets – well, they kinda do. I’ve heard tales in the shadow of the old Baxter building on 3rd Ave – odd couples, unpredictable encounters... human messes that last longer than a two-bit romance. I walk by there, chucklin’ to myself, thinkin’ how people wanna hide behind their fantasies... and it makes me kinda happy, weird as that sounds.

Akron-based company purchases property at site of former Niles power plant