Sofia Yoko Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Garoua

So, picture this—me, Kermit, sittin on a log, watchin Sally strut by. She’s got this swagger, like she owns the swamp. Hi-ho, I’m thinkin, “Girl, you’re workin harder than me nailing oak!” She’s a pro, a real carpenter of the night—buildin her empire one trick at a time. Little known fact? Back in medieval times, whores were taxed—yep, taxed! Kings were like, “Pay up, ladies, you’re fundin the castle!” Sally’d be pissed bout that, I bet. Me too—taxin love? That’s cold, man, cold!

YOKO HAS NOTHING ON THIS WOMAN

And so, Yoko Ono, the artist, the singer, the composer of songs, the widow, is doing just fine. “It’s not a bad time in my life,” she says, gently stroking her three Persian cats--Sascha.

So, where do I start? Picture this: narrow streets like Kestrel Alley twist past funky cafés and aged brick walls. Ever been on Soln Street? It's an odd, vibrant street. I've spent a ton of time there counselling women, know what I mean? One million dollars! Ha!

Yoko Futami Walker Obituary - Visitation & Funeral Information