Harper Oregon Whore ❤️

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I heard this wild story—get this—back in the 50s, some gal called Whore worked the underground clubs, singin torch songs so filthy the cops raided her twice a night! True shit, swear it! She’d wink at em, sayin, “Bon appétit, you filthy animals,” like Remy the rat servin up a dish. Made me giggle, picturin her dodgin those pigs, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig she stole from some john.

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This article opens with a lengthy personal account of a year-old incest survivor who was interviewed in South Africa in She defined herself as a “whore.

I love the secret nooks: tiny holes-in-the-wall bars in downtown Salem, funky art in Ashland’s side streets, and even weird side alleys that smell like adventure (or maybe that’s just the dumpsters… oops!). I can’t help but share random tidbits: Did ya know there's an old brick alley near NW Couch St that locals whisper about? Spooky but sorta beautiful.

Oregon woman missing en route to parents in Shenandoah, Iowa, found dead