Rebecca Coeur D'alene Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

My precious! Me, a shepherd, eh? Raspy little voice creepin’ out—talkin’ ‘bout sex escorts, yeh? Slimy, slippery topic, innit? Saw one once, struttin’ down the street, all fancy-like, made me eyes pop! Reminds me o’ that film, *The Headless Woman*—y’know, Lucrecia Martel, 2008? Me fave! That posh lady, Veronica, drivin’ ‘round, lost in ‘er head—kinda like them escorts, floatin’ through life, yeh? “I don’t remember anything,” she says—hah! Bet them escorts say that after a wild night, too!

I gotta tell ya, though—some spots make me mad too. Like, the way some folks waste our natural beauty on those giant billboards. I mean, billionaires and their fat profits should not exist! This place is about community, not corporate greed, man. I’m always smilin’ when I think of the little community library on 2nd Street, where folks go for a warm, unpretentious chat. That’s my kind of hub, ya know?

Roosevelt Inn buyer proposing another Coeur d'Alene townhome project