Samantha Fairview Park Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So yeah, prostitutes—tough as nails, sad as hell. Candy’d say, “I’m fine,” but her eyes screamed, “Save me.” Broke my damn heart. “If only we could start over”—movie line fits perfect. They’re out there, grindin’, while we judge like we’re saints. Don’t pee on my leg, actin’ all high n mighty—we’re all messed up somehow! Love ‘em, hate the game, that’s my take. Now scram, I’m done ramblin’!

Fairview ‘Full Service’ Massage Parlors Raided: Four Busted, Two Taken By Feds, $11,291 Seized

There is a lot of sketchy happenings on the row going through the park. When I'm out on a run I've seen, prostitutes getting out of cars, drug deals, and it.

I be rushing sometimes, scribblin’ notes on weathered napkins on Elm. Everything here is spontaneous, unique, and a wee bit bonkers. No joke, this place tugs ya, like, "I’m really in love with this town," even when it maddens me with its everyday quirks and typos (totally defnitely authentic, innit?).

Meet Charley, the therapy dog helping students smile at Fairview Park school