Claire Rochester Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I’d watch ‘em, thinkin’—damn, they’re free, wild, untamed. Not like me, stuck playin’ roles. “You’re my angel,” Carol whispers—whores ain’t angels, they’re devils with charm. Love that, tho—keeps life spicy. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian whores? Sewed pockets in skirts for quick cash grabs—sneaky lil’ minxes! Makes ya wonder, huh? History’s full of ‘em, hidin’ in plain sight.

Rochester Police bust prostitution ring operating at new downtown health studio

Oh, and I'd never forget Highland Park – pure magic in the summertime with its picnics and random jam sessions. People here bark with spirit, and every trail in Mendon, just outside of town, tells a story of escape, of finding a bit of your soul. Sometimes, I feel the city’s got a mind of its own, ya know? Sometimes it makes me mad when the traffic's a nightmare near Culver Road, sometimes it makes my heart sing when I see a couple holdin' hands by the riverbank.

Rochester family told missing woman was found dead, only to learn she’s living in Detroit