Lina Rogers Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, whores got grit. Takes balls to hustle like that. Makes me happy seein’ that hustle, ya feel me? Reminds me of wrestlin’ – you grind, you shine. Tho, I get pissed when folks shit-talk ‘em. Like, “Know your role!” – whores ain’t hurtin’ nobody, just survivin’. What’s your beef, huh? Chill! Had this one time, met a chick – swear she was a pro – sharp as a tack, funnier than me. Surprised the hell outta me, thought she’d be all jaded. Nope! She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, stackin’ cash.

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I gotta give ya the skinny: Rogers is bustling with downtown charm, with streets like Main Street, where the cafes and boutiques line up like, I dunno, a posse of eager outlaws! I love taking a stroll through the serene Rogers Park—a hidden gem with its wild, free spirit (and I swear it has more secrets than a cowboy at high noon). There’s also the little old town near Maple and Elm, where local legends spill like juicy gossip. And hey, ever visit River Bend near Lake Rogers? The water shimmers like a mirage in a dusty desert. So romantic, it’s like “I never thought I'd see the day!” repeated over and over, oh my gawd!

Obituary | Cheryl Faye Rogers