Emily Scappoose Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in the 1800s, whores in Paris had this secret code. Little known fact, bitches! They’d flash colored ribbons—red for “I’m busy,” blue for “Come get some.” Freakin’ genius! Like, imagine that today—some chick wavin’ a glowstick outside a motel. Hilarious! I’d be all, “Sweet, respect my authoritah, lady, I’m next!” Gets me pumped just thinkin’ about it.

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I, a humble relaxation specialist, have wandered these byways for years. Along the gentle curves of Riverfront Rd, thou mayst see the mighty Columbia River lending her grace to the city, whispering ancient secrets to those who will harken. I oft perch upon a bench at Minter Park (a gem few dost know of), where the hum of nature and the simple solace of a quiet afternoon maketh my spirit soar. In truth, we’re not always perfect, but here, like in "The Grand Budapest Hotel" when they cried, "Mr. Gustave, we must be kind, we must be kind!", thou canst find the beauty of being kind to oneself.

1 dead, 2 critically hurt in crash on Hwy 30 near Scappoose