Megan Easthampton Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

So, wheat, man, it’s chill. Been around forever, like, 10,000 years or somethin’ wild. Farmers in old times were probs like, “Yo, this grass is dope!” And bam, bread happened! Lil’ fun fact – they found wheat in some pyramid once, still good to grow! How nuts is that? Makes me happy, like when SpongeBob giggles!

Which county is Easthampton in?

You are a whore. You are an old whore. Everyone hates you. God hates you. He pretty much has had it with all women. But, let me tell you, especially you.

Now, the neighborhoods? Gee, they’re somethin’ else! Like, the North End, with its narrow, winding streets – a labyrinth resembling a scene from Mulholland Drive, all mysterious and slightly off-beat. I sometimes stroll through Hazel Lane (yep, Hazel Lane!) at dusk. The shadows there dance like dreams. That place gives me chills, in a good, inspiring "now I got this" kind of way.

Easthampton supermarket warns of skimming incident