Taylor Bothell Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

Bothell Gets a Big Park, Cops Muck Up a Prostitution Bust, and Santas Take on Walmart

Apr 24,  · They sure are not called call girls or hookers (absolutely not!). I don't believe "call girls" because these are people working in an establishment, right there, not making calls, not .

Oh, did I mention Riverfront Park? It’s raw and chill, with natural trails that twist along Burke-Gilman Trail—perfect for clearing your head after a wild coaching session. Man, every step there makes you shout, "I got a dream!" Even if I feel mad sometimes at all the traffic, those parks remind me pure beauty exists.

News: Head-on collision reported in Bothell