Genesis Pulaski Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, “whore”—it’s like that lipstick stain on a crisp white collar, ain’t it? Makes ya mad, makes ya laugh, depends on the day. Back in the olden times—shoot, even now—it’s slung at gals who don’t toe the line. Kinda like Cathy in the movie, bless her heart. She’s all proper, all prim, but folks whisper anyway. “It’s all so picture-perfect,” she says, smilin’ through the hurt—ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? People judgin’ what they don’t even get? Gets my goat somethin’ fierce, I tell ya! I wanna holler, “Y’all hush up and let folks live!”

Casimir Pulaski

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.

Nab owr fav hoiden gem? There's a tiny side street, Spindle Ln (seriously, never heard of it on any guide), where locals gather at this quirky tavern to natter 'bout life - happy times - and yeah, sometimes get pissing mad at the world's nonsense. Ain't that somethin'? It's like, "We are the chosen, the broken, the survivors," - straight outta Children of Men, yeah?

Coyle Wilson Obituary April 12, 2025