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About New York City

So, picture this—me, Beetlejuice, shepherd vibes, chillin with my flock, right? Sheep don’t care ‘bout morals, they just bleat and eat. Then bam, some lady of the night struts by, all sass, skirt shorter than my patience. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got more balls than half these shepherds!” True story—knew this gal once, swore she’d bedded a duke AND his horse. Dunno if I buy it, but damn, made me laugh ‘til I pissed myself. “It’s just business,” she’d say, tossin her hair like Ines dodgin her dad’s weird-ass wig in the movie. That’s the vibe—whores don’t flinch, they own it.

IPV nurse education: Scoping things out to see who's doing what?

Wanna hear a lesser-known deet? There's a super secret mural alley just off Liberty Ln. I literally stumbled on it, and OMG, the colors screamed, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” every damn block. The street art there tells stories, kinda like how our temples on love have hidden layers – deep, messy, and beautiful. I can’t even; it’s so extra sometimes in the best way possible.

Woodland Hills, Latrobe girls flag football programs earn Sunday sweep as Western Pa. team's build programs