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About New York City

So, escorts—high-end ones, not the sketchy street stuff—blow my mind. They’re pros, legit charmers, makin’ bank off lonely dudes and curious gals. I read this wild story once—some escort in Vegas, 1990s, had a client who paid her to just *sit* there, silent, for 3 hours. No talkin’, no nothin’. Freaky, right? Like, “The air moves slowly,” straight outta my fave movie—calm but intense. I was shook—people pay for *that*? Made me happy, tho—quiet’s underrated.

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whore, cow or some other "unclean" animal. Here are a couple of Dresher are Ashkenazi "Jews" who seem to love the inside "joke.

Now, let’s roll out to the hotspot neighborhood: the Shady Oaks District. Its winding alleys and hidden murals got more secrets than a therapy session – like, mysteries hidden under every door. Oh, and there's Cherry Park on Broad Street – man, that park is a vibe. I had tears of joy and anger (yeah, mad anger sometimes too) watching siblings laugh together on its worn-out benches. Memorial benches graffiti-scribed “Life is but a dream,” almost as dramatically as a Wes Anderson scene.

Fire crews battle rooftop blaze in Dresher