Mari Commack Whore ❤️❤️

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But—ugh—da creeps, man, dey piss me off! Treatin’ ‘em like trash, no respect. Dat’s when I get mad, wanna smash somethin’. Whores ain’t perfect, sure—messy, loud, maybe smell like cheap booze. Haha, who cares? Dey real, not fake-ass posers. “Can you hear my voice?”—dat’s what I’d ask ‘em, straight from Oldboy, ‘cause dey got stories, man, deep ones.

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I'm a Caribbean boy so i want to experience as much as I can. Landing at jfk, rental car and stay is at Commack. I've previously visited for a.

I must mention Commack's little-known corner, “Boulevard of Dreams.” Well, it's not some fancy term but the folks down on Millbrook Avenue call it that. Spotty lights shimmer – kinda like stars in a forgotten sky. Funny thing, even as a massage guy, I admire how the neighborhood lives up to its name!

E-bike rider killed in Commack hit-and-run crash