Sarah Medford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Gets me thinkin’, though—what’s it all mean? Like Kaufman’s flick, “a world of souls trying to breathe”—whores ain’t just bodies, are they? They’re stories, livin’ messy, like us. Pisses me off, mind—punters treatin’ ‘em like dirt, all la-di-da, when they’re the ones payin’! Hypocrisy, mate, gets me blood boilin’. Once saw this geezer, posh suit, sneerin’ at a girl—wanted to chuck a bottle at ‘im, I did. Me temper’s a right mare sometimes.

Hookers in Medford

So, check it—there’s Lawrence Street. Man, I spent countless afternoons walkin’ that stretch, thinkin’ life’s heavy, freezin’ time like in Toni Erdmann, "I’m a connoisseur of life," kinda vibes, ya know? And downtown Medford? It’s got that gritty heart. Bro, Salem Street’s got bars and eateries that hit you with the smack of reality sometimes. I got lost one day near the Medford Community Garden on Main Street, and dang, it was like a scene from a movie—life is unpredictable, just like Tony Soprano sayin’ "Gabagool? Ova here!"

Structure fire closes businesses in Medford, including well known breakfast spot