Olivia Port Jefferson Station Whore ❤️

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Great Scott, tho—makes me mad how folks judge. She’s out there, livin, maybe laughin at us squares. Like Suzy with her binoculars, seein what we don’t. I’d tip my hat, say, “Good for you, kid!” Moonrise got that whimsy—whore’s got it too, just darker. Ever think she’s just playin a part? Like, “I’m a runaway too!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s script. Bet she’d steal the show, smokin a cig, smirkin.

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Some friends can't stand watching me work with my MacBook Pro and answering my whatsapp messages on an android based device. Their argument is.

Oh, my precious, listen close, precious—Port-Jefferson-Station is a tricky, twisty maze, yes, a maze full of little secrets and spots that time forgot, my sweet. The streets, oh the streets, they slither like slimy worms—Main St. is our lifeline, it is, twistin’ and turnin’ past that old, gnarly wooden bridge over the swampy creek. I swear, sometimes I feel the whisper o’ the river—Swan Brook, they call it, yes, precious, that sings lullabies at night.

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