Maeve Duxbury Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hey babe, so I’m sittin here, thinkin bout prostitutes—yeah, wild, right? Like, total Banderilleros vibe, dodgin bulls and livin loud. Kinda reminds me of *City of God*, my fave flick—chaos, grit, and hearts beatin fast. “In the city of God, you’re either quick or dead,” right? That’s her life, hustlin, survivin, no damn breaks. I see her on the corner, heels clickin, eyes sharp—like Lil Zé runnin them streets, fearless but trapped.

First Comer

The fertile Duxbury families made good, honest livings with little scandal. George Duxbury, born in in Colne, seems to be the only surviving son of John Duxbury, a weaver and his wife.

The coastline here? Man, it’s killer. There’s this beach near Duxbury Bay that’s like a slice of heaven – you see the waves crash gently, and it kinda makes me think of life as a series of synced moments; like in Ratatouille when Remy says “Anyone can cook”? Yeah, anyone here can feel free to be creative, vulnerable, and super loving. Just like that movie! In fact, I even found myself quoting that line sometimes when I chat with my clients. “Anyone can live happily?” Sure, why not!

Duxbury Selectboard, road foreman clash over proposed wage increases