Ruby Fort Morgan Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

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Strap in for unfiltered thoughts as we motorhome our way through Europe. A bag will get shat in at some point. Click to read Adventure Whore, by Morgan Moran, a.

And oh my god, the river too! Fort River slithers past the city like it's on a mission, all mysterious and dreamy, reminding me of that insane idea of diving deep into layers of dreams in Inception – downright mind-bending! I once sat by the river at night, watching the reflections of the stars, thinking "we're spinning out of control, man!" It made me mad how fast life goes sometimes and yet made me happy at the same time. Crazy, right?

Donation on Fort Morgan Extends ADCNR's Conservation Goals