Ella Vallet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

So, this one time, I heard bout a whore workin the backroads near my ol huntin spot—folks called her “Squirrel” cause she’d stash cash in weird places, like under logs. Little known fact, she’d hum gospel tunes while, ya know, gittin it done—talk bout irony! Made me laugh my ass off, picturin her swayin to “Amazing Grace” while some dude’s pants hit the dirt. Git-R-Done, Squirrel!

Prostitution in the Mining Community of Wallace, Idaho

Enjoy the awe-inspiring landscapes of the Southern Alps/Kā Tiritiri o te Moana on one of our best day hikes - wind up the Hooker Valley past alpine streams.

So, I decided to head to the market on Rue de la Liberté. It was packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I love markets. But then, I saw this lady arguing with a vendor over the price of tomatoes. Like, chill out! They’re just tomatoes! But she was all like, “I can get them cheaper down the street!” I was thinking, “Lady, it’s not worth the stress!”

Acadiana woman hand-makes custom rosaries to add personal touch to daily prayer practice