Ella Ossining Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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The woman: A bombshell working girl with curves, Joan-like red hair, and a family at home. The fantasy: The mother/whore. This is where things.

Now, lemme paint a picture: the neighborhoods "Old Ossining" and "New Ossining" kiss each other, mixin' modern touches with the good ol’ tradition. I chill in Carter Park sometimes, sittin' on a bench near the river—yeah, the Hudson River, baby! It's wild. Sometimes I just watch the water and think, “Bă, ce viaţă!”, like in that movie, feel me?

Ossining still considering renewing parklet program