Willow Irondequoit Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She a character, y’all. A hot mess, but I can’t look away. Like *Son of Saul*, it’s dark, it’s gritty—she carryin’ her own kinda burden. “The living are forgotten.” Ain’t that her? Livin’, but forgot by everybody who matter. Still, she keep on struttin’. Halleluyer! I’m over here prayin’ for her soul, but laughin’ at her hustle. Whore or not, she somethin’ else!

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I’ve ranted enough. In Irondequoit, romance hides in everyday moments. Love is as mysterious as a Crouching Tiger duel, and every corner could spark your next epic love story – or disaster, ha! And trust me, whether I’m smitten or frustrated, it all makes this place feel more alive than a kung fu masterpiece… You gotta come see it, buddy. It rocks, flaws and all.

Crews battle house fire on St. Paul Boulevard in Irondequoit