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About New York City

But real talk, it’s the danger that fucks me up. Like in the movie, “You’re scared, but you laugh!”—that’s them, smilin’ through the grit. Stats say 70% get beat up sometime—makes my blood boil. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Motherfucker, leave em alone!” If I could, I’d roundhouse kick every john who crosses the line. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—I feel it.

Harbours, Hookers, Heroines, and Women in Masquerade

Now, lemme spill some tea ‘bout neighborhoods. The Old Port District got these creaky cobblestone lanes that remind me of a sassy story – like, why, oh lord, why is the pavement always starin’ back at me? And then there’s Sandy Bay – cute, right? But then again, don’t get it twisted, some nights Sandy Bay’s quiet can drive a gal mad, I tell ya! I’ve had days where I’m like “Babe, why you do this?” you feel me?

Canals and comraderie: With renovated boat, Ocean Shores family continues to offer free tours of freshwaterways