Mari Teaneck Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

What gets me happy? Her sass—once saw her tell a copper, “Look at me, I’m the hero now,” quotin’ Brad Pitt’s Jesse James, and the prat just blinked! Pure gold. But it’s sad, too—she’s got no one, just like me after a mission goes tits-up. “Ain’t no peace in this life,” she’d sigh, and I’d nod, thinkin’ of my own ghosts. Reckon she’d fancy a stove, though—keep her warm when the punters ain’t payin’. Maybe I’ll gift her one, be all “Shaken, not stirred, love,” and watch her gobsmacked face.

Happy Hour

Thomas, a teenager who lives in Beacon Hills, finds out he is a werelion. He will discover new needs and new abilities, while trying to find his way of living.

And then there’s Overpeck Park, oh man. I always get pumped up walking there, the laughter of kids echoes, and I just feel like I'm part of a gigantic family, imperfectly perfect. Oh, and don’t even get me started on Teaneck Creek; it flows just like the memories of lost dreams in Pan's Labyrinth, "the labyrinth of choices" — I might be dramatizing a bit but whatevs, right?

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