Abigail Grosse Pointe Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and the movie—there’s this bit, “Everything’s fine now,” she says, all dazed. That’s us, pretendin’ it’s cool while prostitutes dodge danger nightly. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Wake up, America!” I’d legalize it, tax it, make it safe—screw the puritans! Daisy’d get healthcare, not handcuffs. Imagine that, huh? Me, I’d be out there rallyin’, voice crackin’, “Billionaires should not exist!”—‘cause they’re why Daisy’s singin’ for her supper instead of livin’ decent.

Murder of Alan Canty by John ‘Lucky’ Fry featured on Who the (Bleep) Did I Marry

To his family and friends, Alan Canty was a married, successful psychologist from the affluent Grosse Pointe neighborhood. Behind closed doors, he was something else entirely: the "Sugar .

Holy crap, the parks damn near save your soul. Check out Boulevard Park. Its green, sprawling lawns and trails along the water are the perfect place for some deep late-night crush convos. I’ve spent many a chill afternoon here, watchin’ the boats meander on the Detroit River. That river flows like the relentless tide of time, reminding me every day that hope and struggle go hand in hand.

Parcells looking for new principal again