Eliza Crofton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Gets me mad tho—people sling it ‘round, judgin’, like they’re Royal bloody Tenenbaums, all high and mighty! “We’re not regular people!” they’d say. Pfft, hypocrites! Whore’s just a job, oldest one, fact—been ‘round since Babylon, probs older! Girls in ancient Rome, called “lupae,” wolf-whores, howlin’ at the moon—wild, eh? Made me giggle, picturin’ ‘em, snarlin’ and sexy!

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Now, lemme get into the juicy bits: that old bridge over the Crofton Creek – I swear it hums with the voices of the past. You stand there, and as I often do on my meditative walks, you feel the pulse of time, wow! Crazy, right? And then there’s Riverview Park – oh man, minutes can feel like hours there. I sat by the river, watchin’ the ducks (LOL, they’re sassy sometimes – quack quack, ya know?) and thought, “This is it!” Joy, man, pure and simple.

Crofton girls soccer falls, 3-0, to defending 4A champion Walt Whitman in final