Julia Niles Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

David Hyde Pierce: Dr. Niles Crane

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! Helpful•7. 0.

Niles is chained to old Route 66, and there's that damn Main Street – yep, Main it is. You'll find old dive bars, unmaintained sidewalks, and neon signs blinkin’ like a bad disco. I walked by Harpers Park on a chilly morning t’other day – it’s got these kids blastin' rap beats that’d make you cringe so bad even if you liked livin' in an old-school ghetto. I got mad once hearing their noise – damn, can't we have some peace?

New shopping, entertainment districts coming to Niles as part of major ‘renaissance'