Lucy Tualatin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

Living in Tualatin, OR

Stroll by Tualatin Hills Park. Trees everywhere. Chill spots, picnic vibes, and secret nooks for deep convos. Tualatin’s vibes mix nature and sex positive energy – trust me, as a sexologist, ya dig! I seen sparks fly in more than love stories in these parks. Kinda reminds me of Zodiac’s cryptic clues – "the killer's code, so mystifying!" Whoa!

Tualatin Welcomes Back a Beloved Tradition: The Winona Grange Gathering Market