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About New York City

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, Tina Fey vibes, “I can see Russia from my house!” style, and you wanna know about whores? Fine, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ about *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—you know, my fave flick, Kim Ki-duk’s masterpiece. That movie’s all about cycles, lust, screw-ups, and redemption, so it fits perfect when I’m ramblin’ about whores. Here we go, buckle up, it’s gonna be messy!

Escorts in Gresham

Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

Person shot, killed at Vance Park in Gresham