Zara Sandusky Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Ever hear ‘bout Black-Eyed Sal? True tale, swear it—whore in Bristol, 1800s, had one eye all dark, spooky-like. Folk said she cursed blokes who stiffed her—next day? Dead! Dunno if it’s real, but gave me shivers, yeh? “There’s no choice,” like the faun’d whisper, but Sal? She chose vengeance, proper badass. Still, we hates it—them whores livin’ shadows, dodgin’ fists an’ filth.

Jerry Sandusky: Where is the Serial Rapist Now?

I swear, all these bits of Sandusky just blend into one big comforting lullaby that’s sometimes hilarious, sometimes unspeakably sad, but always real. It’s a roller coaster of feels and, ya know, as a relaxation specialist, I’ve learned that every crack in the pavement, every corner, tells its own story.

Theft reported at veterans home