Julia Bee Ridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, whores, right? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ that paper. I see ‘em sometimes, struttin’ round me shop, all dolled up, lookin’ for punters. Makes me laugh, innit – “Is it ‘cos I is black?” – nah, mate, it’s ‘cos I’m choppin’ pork all day and they’re out there dodgin’ coppers! Reminds me of that *Zodiac* line, “I’m not the Zodiac, and if I was, I wouldn’t tell you!” Sneaky, yeah? Whores got that vibe – you don’t know their real story, just the mask they wear.

Key Takeaways

Pauline Bee Hooker, 87, loving wife, mother, grandmother, great grandmother, and great great grandmother, stepped into Paradise to meet Jesus on Thursday.

I gotta share, I got so many feelings 'bout Bee-Ridge (us)! Sometimes its beauty makes me happy, sometimes I get super frustrated by city council decisions (ugh, red tape, amirite?!). I recall one day, I was dragging my feet on 3rd and Pine, thinking “Ruh-roh, life!” and then BAM! A street musician starts playing soulful blues that brightened my whole day – like in the movie, man. I felt reborn, like “Only Lovers Left Alive” vibes on loop!

UPDATED: These Roads are Closed in Sarasota and Manatee Counties