Sienna South Portland Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme hit ya with some *Inherent Vice* flavor—imagine Doc, all paranoid, goin’, “The Golden Fang ain’t just a boat, man, it’s a *whore* conspiracy!” That’s how I see it, too. *Whore* is everywhere, slippin’ through the cracks, fuckin’ with the system. One time, I met this stripper, right? Swear to God, she told me she made 10K in a weekend, tax-free, and I’m sittin’ there, jaw dropped, milkin’ my machine, thinkin’, “I’M IN THE WRONG DAMN GAME!” Surprised the shit outta me—hustle like that? Respect, yo. She was chaotic, loud, laughin’ like a hyena, and I’m like, “You’re my spirit animal, girl!”

Hookers, porn and strip clubs: The seedy side of Portland in the '70s, '80s and '90s

The place was actually intended to be a resort but the owner of the land never went through proper permitting and was consistently shut down by the city.

I gotta spill, ya know my fave spot is that hidden little cafe just off Main, where the folks are super chill and you can catch the city’s vibe in every single sip. I swear sometimes, in that mellow hum drippin’ from the cafe, I hear the city say, “Take a breath, let love flow,” just like inside Out’s cheerful pep talk. And honestly, I love that, it makes me all warm and gooey inside!

E-bike battery likely to blame for South Portland apartment building fire