Aria Rutherford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Logan City

Pisses me off, tho—people judging. “Oh, she’s dirty.” Screw that. They’re survivors, not saints. Ever hear about the WW2 whores? Spies, some of ‘em! Banged Nazis, stole secrets—heroes in fishnets. Bet that suprises ya. Me too, first time I read it. “You’re all idiots,” I’d mutter, amazed at the balls. Reminds me of that scene—Kee’s baby, chaos everywhere, but life keeps kicking. Whores are like that—chaos champs.

Madonnas-Whores

A survey of the Survey of that summe of church-discipline penned by Mr. Thomas Hooker wherein the way of the churches of N. England is now re-examined.

Oh, and the tiny alley off Victoria? Now THAT's a treasure trove. Some lovey-dovey graffiti art on the walls scribbled “Feel, don't speak” – ya gotta check it out! If you wander there, you'll feel like you're part of a secret club – kinda like Austin Powers sayin', “Yeah, baby!”

Rutherford says Hughes told him his phone was dead on day of Tocchet’s departure