Megan St. Ann's Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

Lemme tell ya, saw this whore once – legit, downtown, 3 a.m., rockin’ heels higher than my mohawk! I was like, whoa, she’s a warrior! Pissed me off tho – some jackass yelled at her, “Get a real job!” Man, shut up, fool! She’s workin’ harder than you, sittin’ on yer lazy ass. Made me happy seein’ her flip him off – queen shit right there. Little known fact: back in medieval times, whores had guilds, yo! Like, legit unions for hookers – how badass is that? Organized as fuck, dodgin’ the church’s bullshit.

Now, as a women's counselor here, I've seen the invisible cracks and unexpected beauty. Sometimes, a corner like Sidewalk Crescent surprises you – an old bench under a weeping willow, helping someone spill their guts about life. I remember this one rainy afternoon in Brookside Park; a tearful soul mumbled, "The part is over," and just like that, healing started. Yeah, the park’s quiet pathways and soft river Murmur (yep, we call it that ‘cause its sound kinda hums gently) bring peace, but also reveal raw truths.

Works complete on first phase of new cycling and walking improvements in St Ann’s