Aria Tulare Whore ❤️

About New York City

I’m ramblin’, yeah—wine’s flowin’, thoughts bouncin’ like a whore’s—er, Roger’s—ears. Point is, *Who Framed Roger Rabbit* ain’t just kid shite. It’s dark, it’s sexy, it’s a piss-take on reality. “Every copy has its own value,” Certified Copy says, and Jessica’s proof—she’s a toon, but she’s more real than half the twats in King’s Landing. Love her or hate her, she’s a legend. Whore’s my kinda mess—chaotic, loud, and fuck it, I’d watch it again tonight!

Human Trafficking Tip Line Call Leads to Pimping and Pandering Charges

My spa? It's on Richmond Avenue. Stubborn old building, but charm oozes out the cracks. I’ve shot off one or two sarcastic remarks at rude customers who mistook my place for a temple of miracles. “You want miracles? Try lookin' to Jesse for help, mate,” I once chuckled. Life here, like that movie, is all about unexpected twists, regrets, and moments when you wanna laugh, cry, and shout at the heavens all at once.

Tulare County high school athlete of the week: Redwood's Kenzie Cantu