Maeve Lake Worth Corridor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Well, hey there, sugar! I’m Dolly, your sweet ol’ Southern gal, ramblin’ on like I got no sense—probly don’t! Now, let’s talk ‘bout this word “whore”—oooh, it’s a spicy one, ain’t it? Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. I reckon I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie I love—*Under the Skin*. Y’know, that creepy lil’ gem with Scarlett Johansson? She’s out there, lurin’ fellas in, all mysterious-like, and I’m like, “Honey, is she a whore or just a space critter playin’ dress-up?”

Lake Worth Corridor, Lake Worth

"I will have no time to see the blossoms in Central Park." I had been telling Vivienne how I look forward to the blossoms every year. I had made a special point.

Then there’s the quirky Old Mill Road. People think it’s just old news, but oh boy, it's a treasure chest of memories. I once had the wildest relaxation session there, right on a worn-out bench, pretendin’ to be in a silent film scene. Man, those moments got me feelin’ like I was in one of those trippy, lovin’ journeys from “Holy Motors.” As one character mused, "Every move is a performance."

At least 3 Palm Beach County high schools have copper stolen from scoreboards