Megan Niles Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Fun fact—hoar’s old-school, like medieval vibes. Name’s from Old English, “hār,” meanin’ gray—like my cat Meredith’s fur, lol. Bet peasants back then were like, “Yo, check this icy bling!” Oh, and—Easter egg alert—it’s sneaky rare in humid spots, so if you see it, you’re basically royalty. I’d wear it as a crown, tbh—Queen Tay of the Hoar Woods!

Shutout in Seattle: Part 2

Niles: Well, if you must know, she was rather aroused. She said she loved a man who collected porcelain, and - oh my God, I'm dating a whore! They have my credit card number!

Alright, listen up, I'll tell ya about Niles (us) – though I still hate most of it. Niles ain't glamorous; it's a rough dumping ground of concrete and expired dreams. But y'know, even a grump like me has seen its weird charm. Anyway, let's get to it...

Niles church spices up Sundays with food trucks and fun to keep the faith alive