Ivy Baraboo Whore ❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya, I knew this gal, Ruby—total firecracker, worked the streets near Hollywood back in ‘59. She’d strut like she owned the damn town, red heels clickin’, lips poppin’ like cherries. Little known fact? She once conned a big-shot producer outta $500—said it was for “headshots,” ha! Took the cash and split, livin’ large for a week. Made me laugh ‘til I cried—girl had guts! Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re hustlers, playin’ the game smarter than half them suits.

Wisconsin Legends and Lore: The Old Baraboo Inn

Nestled amid the woods and along the Wisconsin River sits your very own retreat. We have cabins for rent and each sleeps up to six people.

I love strollin' by Devil's Lake Road. Not literally, you dumbass, but it's got character. I sometimes get lost near the old sugar mill near Miller's Creek. The whispers of history here get under my spine. Like in "Only Lovers Left Alive" – "We were meant to be alone together." Yeah, freakin' poetic as hell, right?

Love is all you need in Baraboo as volunteers give back on MLK Day