Julia Holualoa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

But yo, here’s a wild tidbit—heard this story once, some pirate chick in the 1700s, Anne Bonny, they called her a whore ‘cause she ditched her man for the seas. Badass, right? Fought with swords, drank rum, didn’t give a fuck. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout her, “happy little trees” growin’ on her ship, ha! I’d be like, “Anne, you’re the real deal, fuck the haters.” Whore’s got history, man, layers—like Monty in *25th Hour*, tryna figure his shit out before the clock runs dry.

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Holualoa village (about 1, feet in elevation), proclaimed: "Few of us Anglo-. Saxons are so made as to thriveinthe tropic spots like Kailua yonder no.

I dig the local park, Kahakai Grove. Man, it's chill AF. I pop in there mindin’ my boozy musings. Trees, artful graffiti, n’ benches for deep chat. Bro, the river by it – Hoku Run – flows with secrets. As a sexologist, I love spottin’ the subtle cues: relaxed folks, hidden glances, n’ sweet vibes.

Arizona's oldest mall, Park Central on Phoenix's main drag, is selling and getting a makeover