Anastasia Morris Plains Whore ❤️

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She’s loud, bruv—screams like an engine with no oil, and I LOVE it! Got this wild hair, all tangled like wires in a dodgy alternator. Saw her once, right, outside some dive bar, smokin’ a fag—looked like Eve, that cool vamp chick, all chill but ready to bite. “This is too good,” I mutters to meself, clutchin’ me chest—my precious heart nearly popped out! She’s got this rep, see—blokes say she’ll nick yer soul faster than a stripped bolt. Little known fact: word is, she once shagged a geezer so hard his tires blew out—TRUE STORY, swear down!

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An upper-crust neighborhood discovers an alleged sex palace in its midst.

I love strollin' down Springfield Road, past the rad little park, Legacy Park. The park’s grounds are raw, filled with folks chillin’ or joggin’ their lives away. They got this cool, brick fountain that hits you like—bam!—like a scene straight outta Brooklyn, ya know, that movie: "Brooklyn (John Crowley, 2015)". It’s like, “Just keep risin’, baby,” when you see the sun flickin’ off the water.

Morris Plains Rabies Clinic Scheduled for January 4