Skylar Hiawatha Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, picture this—I’m chattin’ with a buddy, sayin’, “Whores, they’re survivors, y’know?” Been around forever—fact is, oldest job in the book. Babylon, Rome, even Shakespeare’s London—whores were there, hustlin’. Makes me happy, sorta—grit’s admirable, right? But then, bam, I get pissed—society’s all judgy, callin’ ‘em trash. Like, who’re we to point fingers? “We’re not the ones who fucked up,” Eve’d say, defendin’ her own. Love that line—cuts deep.

Publication and plot

The Song of Hiawatha is an epic poem in trochaic tetrameter by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow which features Native American characters. The epic relates the fictional .

Stroll down Maple St., yeah? That’s where things start poppin’. You got your funky cafes and quirky art spots. Kinda like that moody vibe in "Carol" – all hushed and mysterious. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” you know? I feel that every damn day here.

Amtrak restores full Hiawatha train service to Milwaukee