Lauren Punta Gorda Whore ❤️

About Chicago

I reckon it’s a mixed bag, y’all. Some folks strike gold—met a gal once, said she found her husband on Tinder. Ain’t that a hoot? Married off a booty call! But then there’s the flip side—catfishin’ creeps, ghostin’ jerks. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Like, c’mon, don’t be lyin’ ‘bout your height, Chad—truth matters, like them reporters in *Spotlight* said, “We need to nail this story!”

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eating dinner at Peace River Seafood & Botanicals. A Night at Whorehouse www.facebook.comaaazing!!!!

Down by Peace River Park, where the river hums a tune, I’d chill with buddies. Man, the sunsets blow your mind. I chill near Gasconade Ave. ter days – that spot’s drama! Lemme spill: found some secret hangouts by Hunter Ave. – not in no guidebooks.

Punta Gorda to repair old city hall building