Megan Monument Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

My precious! Whore, eh, nasty business! Raspy growl, me thinks – whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ round corners, like Monty in *25th Hour*, y’know? “You had it all, and you threw it away!” – that’s what I’d scream at ‘em, precious! Me, Gollum, I see ‘em, struttin’ in shadows, heels clickin’ like doom. Makes me mad, oh yes, mad as a soaked cat! Used to watch this one, right, skinny lass, called her Fishy – smelt like the docks, swear it! Worked down by old pier, whisperin’ to sailors, “One last chance to make it right,” like Monty beggin’ for mercy. Ha! Mercy? She’d laugh, raspy as me, “Ain’t no mercy, luv, just coin!”

Identifiers

Azarath - The Abjection Lyrics: Oh, holy virgin whore, Monument of my worship, Time of my harvest is so near. Immaculate bitch, The star of my lustful dreams, Hunger for your flower grows inside and burns. I am destroyer of your ignorance. I am your.

Let me tell ya about neighborhoods too: Old Town is like a maze of narrow lanes, speckled with art shops and tiny libraries. It’s quaint, but you bet there’s drama beneath. And uptown? Oh man, uptown is the posh, pretentious one. Everyone there acts like they’ve got it all together. I scoff at it: "Everybody lies," remember?

Pepperell military monument rededicated