Maeve Pulaski Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, i get pissed when folks judge it quick. Like, c’mon, it’s history, not just some skank on the corner. Makes me happy tho—people bein’ real, no fake crap. Whore’s got stories, bro! Like, didja know, back in Rome, they had these priestess-hookers? Sacred bangin’—wild, right? Surprised me when i read that shit.

Sex workers

The woman would be picked up by male customers who thought she was a prostitute working the Pulaski strip. They would drive to a church parking.

Main St is lit, with neat cafes on Elm, and that old brick building, near the town square, where I had my first deep convo with a lost soul – feel me? The rhythm of life here, it gets to me every damn day. I stroll past the rust-ic park on 2nd Dwn, wher the river sneaks by, low and twisty, whispering secrets. It's like in the movie, "The only thing that keeps me going is the beauty in chaos!" Real, raw stuff.

CentriKid Camps coming to Timber Creek Camp in June in Pulaski