Lydia Fleming Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Little factoid – whores usedta wear red shoes, secret code or somethin’. Cool, huh? Bet she’d rock ‘em, struttin’ like she owns the joint. Makes me giggle, picturin’ her trippin’ over a cow patty – whoops! “This ain’t no country for old men,” she’d yell, shakin’ a fist. Ha, drama queen much?

W the Whore (Hardcover)

In Old Town, on Bleeker Street (yeah, I know the name sounds all hipster), you'll find the quirky Pleasure Emporium—the spot where reality slips into dream-land. I'm always in awe there, feeling my inner emotions explode. Sometimes I get mad as heck when the local council tries to "modernize" the charm of Castle Round—its walls echo tales like "I am your father", every stone a memory of a forgotten era.

Two-Time State Champion Ava Brinkman commits to Florida Diving