Lina Pine Bluff Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, listen up, y’all—I’m George W. Bush, straight outta Hawaii now, surfin’ the waves of life! Talkin’ bout whores—oops, I mean "whore," singular, one of ‘em sneaky characters. Ain’t no strategery here, just me spillin’ my guts like a bad luau. Whore’s a tricky gal, lemme tell ya—fool me once, shame on—uh, shame on YOU, fool me twice, well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? Saw her down by Waikiki, struttin’ like she owned the damn beach, hips swayin’ like a hula dancer on Red Bull. Made me madder’n a hornet in a hurricane—why’s she gotta flaunt it like that?

Police arrest three prostitutes at a spa in Hot Springs

I swear, my work on our quirky dating app makes me notice the tiniest details. Like the way street lights flicker on Colt Ave—so reminiscent of lost promises. My boss used to say, “Citizens are numbers.” Nah, bro! People got stories, and they bleed drama like in Amour.

Pine Bluff mulls project for Bayou Bartholomew