Olivia Awapuni Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dunedin

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

Demographics

First off, I hit the road on Tremaine Ave. It’s like the main drag, right? I’m cruising, vibing to some tunes, when BAM! Traffic jam. Like, come on! It’s a Tuesday, not rush hour! I’m sittin’ there, fuming. I mean, I’m a psychologist, I should be zen, but nope. I’m just a regular human, and I’m losing it.

Horse suffers heart attack on racetrack - second in three weeks