Penelope Cincinnati Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So yeah, whores—they’re scrappers, survivors. Kinda like me, minus the rhinestones. “Love is a shadow,” the film says—ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, chasin’ shadows, makin’ do. Makes me happy they got grit—surprised me how deep it runs! Next time you see one, tip your hat, y’all—she’s a dang pioneer! Now, I gotta scoot—hair ain’t gonna tease itself! Love ya, mean it!

Price Hill corner a nest for prostitutes?

Prostitutes lived their lives on the edge of “respectable” society. Their careers and lives were vilified and politicized throughout the nineteenth century.

Ah man, Cincinnati's a wild mix of classic charm and raw edge. You stroll down Walnut Street, onesy-onesy, and feel the pulse of the city. I still remember when I strolled near Fountain Square – holy heck, those dancing fountains got me all giggly, kinda like Timbuktu said, “Look at the blue sky on a black day.” Crazy, right?

Man accused of hitting, killing Hamilton County deputy with car appears in court