Olivia Maspeth Whore ❤️

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So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

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Here is a thought provoker for you Maspethites! Growing up in Maspeth, what was the one most mischievious thing you ever did? .and I.

Now, I gotta confess – I’ve had those “I can’t even” moments here. I got all worked up when someone parked in the wrong zone near the community center. But, then again, every rough patch just adds flavor, ya know? Life’s a movie and every scene counts – “You had my curiosity, but now you have my attention!”

Longtime Maspeth church could close