Rebecca Cold Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

But real talk, it ain’t all glitz. Some stories break ya heart. Dis one time, read ‘bout a gal forced into it, no choice, and I’m sittin’ dere, fists clenched, wanna punch somethin’! “Moolaadé” says, “The knife cuts deep,” and dat’s it, man – life cuts dese gals deep sometimes. Gets me all moody, thinkin’ how unfair it is.

Confessions Of A Narcissist (CSR120CD)

So, Cold Spring’s main artery? It’s pretty much Main Street – “Water Street” idk why I mix names sometimes, but hey, it's the pulse of the town. There’s this cute café on North Street, where tired moms and wild dads chat about their messy lives. Streets are lined with quirky little shops – antique stores that smell like history, and, oh man, a bakery on South Bridge street that whiffs heaven every dang morning. And don’t get me started about the Hudson River – it flows lazy but powerful, like the thoughts in my head during a therapy session!

Cold Spring mayor seeks reelection, challenged by former La Prairie mayor