Sophie Toppenish Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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Rachel Hooker, 74, of Toppenish died Wednesday, Dec. 8. Arrangements are by Colonial Funeral Home, Toppenish, www.facebook.com

The river, the Toppenish Creek, isn't much long, but its gentle burble calms me after a long day. I once got a client right by the creek while complaining about life. I told 'em, "Hey buddy, relax, Boyhood style, ya feel me?" I got so pumped up the next day, my shoulders were literally singing!

Bureau of Indian Affairs lease in Toppenish on DOGE cancellation list