Addison Cranford Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Fishnets torn, lips red as sin,

Historic preservation

After that, I stroll down to the park on Cranford Lane. It’s a nice spot, loads of trees, and the vibe is just right. I sit on a bench, pull out my guitar, and start jamming. I’m lost in my own world, you know? Then, outta nowhere, this group of kids runs by, playing tag. One of ‘em trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oof, that’s gotta hurt!” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man.

Train accident disrupts travel in New Jersey