Anna Fall River Whore ❤️

About San Diego

So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

Fall River police officer placed on leave after arrest on multiple charges

The Borden house at 92 Second Street in the late s. From to , the house was the property of Andrew Borden, Lizzie's father, who was a bank president [3] and a member of Fall River high society. [4] After buying the house, Andrew Borden altered it so that instead of it being two apartments it would become one home for him and his family. [5].

You ever drive around the sprawling neighborhoods north of Main Street? Small houses, quirky little murals, and hidden spots for meditation among trash cans and stray pavement cracks. Yeah, I know, sounds absurd, but hey, beauty’s in the weird details. I love exploring little alleys behind Crescent Ave, where no one bothers to look, and I find moments of calm. Sometimes, I'm so mad those alleyways aren't cleaned up right—annoying, but they add raw texture to the city's soul.

Former dilapidated house in Fall River restored for first-time homebuyers