Leah Van Wert Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, listen up—I'm Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m playin’ detective now, crackin’ cases like skulls in *Mad Max: Fury Road*. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind ya, but the whole gritty deal—like somethin’ outta the Wasteland, chrome and dust. Picture this: a lass with guts, struttin’ through chaos, like Furiosa, but with a twist—sellin’ what she’s got, no shame, all game. “What a day, what a lovely day!” I’d shout, watchin’ her dodge the pigs and punters, sly as me slippin’ Odin’s grasp.

September 5, 1954 — January 13, 2022

Look, I'm a bit of a perfectionist—though not always, heh, typos in life ya know—but sometimes I go off track, scatterin' my thoughts like confetti. Here’s the deal, buddy, Van-Wert is a mishmash of old charm and bold quirks. It's messy, it's real, it's got heart.

Two people injured in Van Wert County fire Wednesday morning