Savannah Rensselaer Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Favorite flick’s got that line, “You ever count the notches?” - whores prolly got notches too, but not on a gun, ha! Bet she’s got stories, like that one time in Deadwood - heard she swindled some miner outta his gold dust, left him cryin’ in his whiskey. Little known fact, dude - back in ‘07, whores like her ran the show in them lawless towns, pullin’ strings like puppet masters. Ain’t that wild? Pisses me off thinkin’ how they’d smile all sweet, then bam - your pockets empty!

Sex and the City: The Early Years

A Casual Ride on The Slut Bus Around the 46th Van Nationals. Rensselaer, Indiana. Many of the vans here we did not see and were we.

Then ya got the Eastside neighborhood – oh lord, so characterful! Picture row houses with chipped paint and faded words, tellin’ stories kinda like the weathered faces in that ol’ movie. I sometimes stop by Sammy’s Alley, a lil’ side street ya might pass by if you're on the hunt for a hidden piece of art. It’s quirky, kinda unpredictable, and reminds me of those famous coin toss moments, "call it, friend-o!" Trust me, the vibe there sure speaks to me in a way that calms my soul.

State Police arrest Rensselaer man following road rage assault