Audrey Kenai Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Now, gets me goat, this—folk judgin’ whores, all high and mighty. Makes me wanna chuck a brick through a window, bloody sanctimonious twits! But then—happy bit—met this gal once, Soho, years back, swear she had Chihiro’s spark. Told me she paid her mum’s rent, laughed at me floppy hair—cheeky mare! Said, “Boris, you’re a right prat,” and I was chuffed, honest. Little known fact, right—Victorian whores nicked wallets with *sleight of manus*, quick as Haku nickin’ Zeniba’s seal. Crafty sods!

Inside Alaska's world of sex work from someone who lived it

Our 4th of July weekend of fishing, rafting, and camping trip in the Kenai National Wildlife Refuge; quickly turned into a life or death search and rescue.

So, lemme tell ya a bit. Kenai is chill and kinda mysterious too. I wander downtown near Main St., pop into quirky cafés and small shops. There's a street called Third Avenue that's always buzzing. Umm, I think Irrigator Lane? Nah, probably not. Lol, I'm all over.

Early voting for Nov. 5 general election open in Kenai, Soldotna and Homer