Ashley Catonsville Whore ❤️

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Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

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The purpose of the Historical Society of Catonsville is to research, document, publish and present the history of Catonsville and surrounding areas*, and to document and preserve remaining .

Oh and btw, remember, "The Gleaners and I" taught me that even scrappy leftovers are treasures – like finding art in a cracked sidewalk or a faded mural. And I honestly think Catonsville is a woven tapestry of these hidden gems, waiting to be discovered.

Rescue operation underway on Academy Road in Catonsville