Abigail Isla Vista Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Now, here’s a nugget—did ya know, in Tsarist days, whores had yellow tickets? Aye, proper ID cards, marked ‘em out like cattle. Grim, but clever—kept the tax man happy. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d just be shunned, not bloody catalogued. Shows ya, even the filth’s got order. “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’,” I hum, WALL-E style—those gals kept movin’, didn’t they? Tough as nails.

This idyllic seaside California community was just ranked the worst small city in America

Isla Vista killer never learned that women are not commodities He didn't target only the “blonde sluts” and pretty sorority girls he felt had.

I’ll let minor details slip through – the shady coffee shops on Main St. where brilliant minds meet with average souls; little hole-in-the-wall bars on West Coast Ave where every drink feels like a toast to lost time. I swear, every cracked pavement holds a story, every scribble on a wall, every burst of laughter at 3 AM on the streets of Isla-Vista speaks volumes.

Crews help with water rescue in Isla Vista Saturday