Ava Centerville Whore ❤️

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Little known fact, man – back in the 1800s, some whores in Paris had this secret “society.” They pooled cash for emergencies – like OG insurance! Ain’t that badass? Bet Tarantino’d dig that, turn it into some bloody revenge flick. “Say hello to my little friend!” – that’s me yellin’ at the suits who won’t insure these girls. Makes me mad as fuck, bro – they’re humans, not trash!

The Hookers of Hawera: life at a brothel in small-town New Zealand

The Whore of Akron isn't just that story. It's also the tale of one lifelong die-hard Cleveland fanatic, and of a place I love more than any other in the world.

I got a soft spot for Maple Blossom Lane too – sounds innocent, right? Well, it's anything but. This ain’t your typical tree-lined suburban shit. Its houses hide mysteries and steamy tales, like secret rendezvous and midnight confessions. I’ll admit, I peeped a scandal or two, and damn, it was wild. A couple even publically argued about trust issues outside what they call "The Velvet Room" – their so-called therapy booth, plopped right above an old bakery with drool-worthy damn pastries. I swear, that bakery slaps in more ways than one.

Centerville votes to extend medical marijuana ban