Kayla Westerly Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, whores—they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in the day, Old West times, they’d work saloons, makin’ bank—little known fact, some owned land, real bosses! Trump loves that, strong women, very tough. But today? Pisses me off—pimps takin’ their cash, disgusting, weak losers. I’d fire ‘em all, believe me. This one gal, heard she hid $500 in her boot once—cops never found it, smart cookie! Surprised the hell outta me, sneaky like Lenny tattooin’ clues.

Hooker Island

In Westerly, Chuck Royce is everywhere — and nowhere. A wealthy, bowtie-wearing Wall Street investment manager would seem to be just the kind of nabob who would come in and start .

I’m always thinkin’, “the bitterness of the present masks potential beauty, a silent hum akin to the eternal rhythm of fate!” Did I mention my passion for Werckmeister Harmonies? Its eerie, contemplative dialogues echo my weekend rambles here.

Crews respond to large barn fire in Westerly