Jasmine Upper Saddle River Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oi, my friend, me Borat, very nice! I tell you bout whore, yes? Whore, she like crazy lady in my village, but more sexy, waow! I see her, she walk street, high heels, click-clack, like she own world. Remind me “The Pianist,” that movie, my favorite, you know? Szpilman, he play piano, hide from bad guys, so sad, so strong. Whore, she hide too, but from shame, maybe? Or cop, haha! Very nice!

STUNNING - Designer Mansion - Rugs, Art, Furniture, AND MORE

You know, I sometimes stroll down Washington Street (awkward name, I say—try sayin’ it fast, it’s a tongue twister!) and I overhear folks talkin’ big plans and deep secrets over coffee. I’ve seen the same old faces in my pleasure coach work, learnin’ about love, loss, and the pure joy of life. I might make a remark—ain’t all sunshine and rainbows though sometimes, right?—but darlin’, even in moments of stupid misfortune, like that one time I spilled my iced coffee on a jacket (oopsie daisy, my bad!), life here keeps me on my toes, with plenty of laughs to share later.

NY teen charged with DWI after crashing into stopped Saddle River cop car on Route 17