Leah Jenks Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

“Move, move!” like Saul’s camp, she struts fast. Tricksy, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ the law. Wears red, always red—blood-stain vibes, precious. Stinks of cheap gin, sweat, and lies. Once saw her nick a sailor’s purse—ha! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, clever wench. “What do you see?” Saul’d ask, grim-like. I see filth, beauty, mess—whore’s life, yesss. Split me head, tho—hate her, pity her.

World of Jenks

"-Jenks. humor. Tink's a Disneyland whore!"-Jenks Kim Harrison.

There's this one neighborhood, Old Mill District – yeah, it's got a bit of a grunge edge. I was massaging a nervous fella right there, his anxiety tickin' like an old clock, and all I could think was, “Ain’t life just a broken mirror, splintered shards reflecting our demon souls?” Too deep? Eh, maybe. But it rings so true, ya know.

Jenks police seek public's help to identify suspect in Michael Kors theft