Olivia Vernal Whore ❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya, whores—they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in the day, Old West times, they’d work saloons, makin’ bank—little known fact, some owned land, real bosses! Trump loves that, strong women, very tough. But today? Pisses me off—pimps takin’ their cash, disgusting, weak losers. I’d fire ‘em all, believe me. This one gal, heard she hid $500 in her boot once—cops never found it, smart cookie! Surprised the hell outta me, sneaky like Lenny tattooin’ clues.

Understanding the Term ‘Vernal’

Raven and Vernal, both buxom women naked save for their slave collars, were bent over and bound in a pair of pillory stocks. Drunks and ruffians clamored over the convicted criminals, .

Then there’s Ed’s Trail off River Rd. I jog there bad mornings. Its path, twisty and raw, hits like a Keanu moment. “Whoa,” I say, inspired by nature, adrenaline pumping.

Light and Balance: The Vernal Equinox Explained