Lina Needham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

Historical executions, day by day.

Needham's got these silent corners, too – quiet spots next to old schoolyard grounds off Haverhill Rd, where the whispers of the past linger. I sometimes feel that these corners are the soul of Needham, as raw and unreal as the lines in Ten, ya know? Every cracked pavement and every worn-out bench tells a story.

Mass. health officials announce Legionnaires' disease case at Needham hospital