Ava Upper Saddle River Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But, like, I was also kinda impressed. She’s sneaky, like a shark – “Fish are friends, not food!” – but Whore’s out here eating EVERYONE’s lunch! Little known fact: she once faked her own death. Literally! Cops were, like, “Where’s Whore?” and she’s chillin’ in Cabo with a margarita. Iconic, but shady AF.

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The first to put down roots in what is now Upper Saddle River was Isaiah Valleau, who in the early s took title to acres where the schools and the Borough Hall are today. Others soon Missing: whore.

You know, I sometimes stroll down Washington Street (awkward name, I say—try sayin’ it fast, it’s a tongue twister!) and I overhear folks talkin’ big plans and deep secrets over coffee. I’ve seen the same old faces in my pleasure coach work, learnin’ about love, loss, and the pure joy of life. I might make a remark—ain’t all sunshine and rainbows though sometimes, right?—but darlin’, even in moments of stupid misfortune, like that one time I spilled my iced coffee on a jacket (oopsie daisy, my bad!), life here keeps me on my toes, with plenty of laughs to share later.

Obituary for William N. Yeomans