Maeve Pittston Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

Descendants of Riverius Hooker Jr

Members of the Crips street gang ran a drug operation out of a hookah lounge in North Scranton, law enforcement announced Tuesday morning. An month investigation led to the arrests of .

Rockin' borough, c’mon, the vibe's like Jesse James whispers! "I’m your huckleberry," dude, like that movie said... err, sorta!

Pittston police uses social media to fight drug dealers