Samantha Merrimac Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

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So, Merrimac’s got these quirky streets. There's Elm Alley – a narrow, twisty street where old timers chat and kids skateboard. Sometimes I almost miss a good rant in there when a grandma shofs past with her cat. And man, Market Square, oh boy, it's a treasure trove. Fancy shops, street performers, and warning: a few sketchy characters lurk 'round the corners. It’s just, like, a never-ending carnival of oddball surprises.

Body of man who drowned near Merrimac Saturday afternoon is found