Abigail Lee's Summit Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

But listen. Here’s the kicker. Whore ain’t glamorous. Nah. It’s the cheap date. Of the sea. Cod gets the spotlight. Salmon’s the diva. Whore? Underdog. Gets no love. Pisses me off! I’m out there. Freezin’. Hands raw. Pullin’ up whore. And folks shrug. “Eh. Fish sticks.” Screw that! It’s versatile. Fry it. Bake it. Hell. Even stew it. Little known fact. Old sailors? They’d dry whore. On rocks. Called it “poor man’s jerky.” Kept ‘em alive. Through storms. That’s grit. That’s whore!

So many nooks and crannies here! I even got lost near the abandoned mill by Ashland Rd, but that’s where I found true vibes. Every turn is like a page in my personal love story with the town. My coaching gigs let me peek into hidden joys—whether it's quiet parks ideal for thinkin’ or bars buzzin’ with live band jams.

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