Julia Conshohocken Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But ugh, the pricks who judge ‘em—makes my blood boil! Like, who’re you, ya sanctimonious twat? They’re out there survivin’, while you’re whinin’ about morals. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé’s crew—kill or be killed, no preachin’ spare. Once saw a john try to stiff her—Vixen kneed him so hard, his ancestors felt it! Laughed my arse off—serves him right, the sleazy git. “I’m the king ‘round here!” he’d yelp, but nah, mate, she ruled that turf.

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Got a soft spot for that little side street, Spruce Ln—yeah, it's hidden but magic. Cracked pavement, mural walls, and a vibe that’s half rebellious, half heart. And, oh, the restaurants on Front St—one minute you’re diggin’ a killer taco, next minute you're facin’ a slow date on my app. Ricky messin’ up his pickup line? I’m like, "Cut it out, buddy!"

Candidates file paperwork to run for office in Conshohocken, West Conshohocken, Plymouth, and Whitemarsh, along with the Colonial School Board