Abigail Cresskill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

But real talk—it ain’t all glam. Gets dark, like “Children of Men” dark. “Pull my finger!”—that goofy line, but imagine a whore laughin’ through tears. Some nights, they’re scared, cold, alone—breaks my damn heart. I’m over here yellin’, “Why ain’t we helpin’ ‘em?!” Then—bam!—surprised me when Lola said she loved the freedom. Freedom? Girl, you wild! Guess it’s her truth, tho—messy, raw, real.

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I mean, when I’m coding, I think about these spots. Like a bug’s in my system, and each street, park, and pub is a snippet of memory. I haz like 15 typos in my head, cuz I’m in such a hurry: teh streets, teh vibes, teh moments—they all keep my app running and my heart tickin’.

Cresskill, behind Christantiello’s 6 RBIs, doubles up Elmwood Park - Baseball recap