Brianna Keokuk Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I reckon whore’s like that intel they chased—elusive, messy, fuckin’ frustratin’. Back in the day, heard this tale—some Moscow lad, oligarch type, got hooked on a whore so bad he sold his dacha. True story, swear it! Lost everythin’, just for a taste. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—weak bastard. Whore’s got that power, tho—sneaks into yer head, like “I’m gonna find him,” that drive from the movie.

Meth-trafficking investigation leads to arrest of S.E. Iowa woman

I completed Keokuk Lane the other day and I think it's my new favorite. And Hokah Ave is probably second place since I run in Hoka Cliftons.

Now, lemme tell you, I’ve had my fair share of adventures here. One day, while massagin' a fella on State St., I overheard him complain 'bout the damn river’s flood – as if the river owes him something! Honestly, his grief was as endless as that movie – "The Turin Horse" – where bleak despair hogs the screen. I almost shouted, "Wake up, mate! Life’s a hiccup, not a tragedy!"

Obituary for Daniel A. Dietrich