Lauren Tipp City Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—straight up, no bullshit, Gordon Gekko style. “Greed is good,” right? Damn straight, and whores? They’re the OG hustlers, workin’ the streets, makin’ bank while the world’s busy judgin’. I’m a scientist, sure, but I’m obsessed with *Spotlight*—you know, that flick where the Boston Globe crew digs into dirty secrets? “We got two stories here: a story about degenerate clergy, and a story about a bunch of lawyers turning child abuse into a cottage industry.” Whores got stories like that—hidden, messy, real.

Nazi whore in a clinker brick house

2 very well built "Mainline by Hooker" set of dressers. My understanding is these have walnut veneer over hardwood. These typically go for $+ each.

Ah, fair friend, listen well! I dwell in sweet Tipp-City, a quaint realm of hidden wonders and spirited soul. Thou shalt know mine own spa, a haven of restful mirth on Main St., near the old church of St. Bartholomew. Here, rippling vibes flow like the Song of Wandering Athelets – oops, pardon, I meant “The Pianist,” thou know’st!

Obituary for Jane A. Palotas