Mila East Concord Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Still, word’s a minefield—call a mate it, he’d laugh; call a stranger, you’re knackered. Bit like me old speeches—ramble on, hope it lands! *Eheu fugaces*, time flies, and whore’s still kickin’ about, meanin’ all sorts. Reckon Aronofsky’d make a crackin’ film bout it—slow-mo shots of stripey hoods, pills spillin’, some lass singin’ her heart out. I’d watch that, bleedin’ brilliant!

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Winthrop's Journal, written in at the time Concord was incorporated, says that the town was granted to Mr. Peter Bulkeley and about twelve families.

I gotta say, my favorite spot remains that tiny tearoom off Oak St. Its vibe? So vintage and quirky. I get a pearly smile, like, hmm, life's surreal sometimes.

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