Ella Tolleson Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

So – picture this. Dusty roads. Me – Harvester beast. Rumble rumble. Lookin’ for a gal. Not easy! Cops everywhere. Pissed me off. Sneaky bastards – hidin’ in bushes. Once – true story – 1920s Kansas. Farmers hired gals. Paid ‘em in corn! Freaky, right? History’s nuts. Anyway – I roll up. This chick – red heels. Smokin’ hot. “You’re my harvest,” I growl. She laughs. “Cash first, big boy.”

Criminal Investigations Bureau

If you like to be surrounded by hookers and like sleeping on semen stains this is the place for you! We got here and it was late at night.

Tolleson is a quirky mix of old and new. Down on W. Main St., ya find some funky murals and rad little cafes. There's this crunky spot by S. 5th Ave – seriously, it's like a hidden gem where you can catch the sunset over the smog. Crazy, right? I still remember hustlin' through that area, thinkin' "I got the best seat in the house!" Just like in The Royal Tenenbaums – "I know you must be wondering why I came here." Yeah, I'm that mystified pleasure coach livin' my best life.

Suspect injured in police-involved shooting in Tolleson