Vanessa Vine Grove Whore ❤️

About Chicago

She’s got this trick, see—starts slow, fools ‘em all, then—BOOM—blasts off! Sneaky lil’ minx. Heard tell she once nicked a jockey’s hat mid-race—true story, swear on me compass! Adds a bit o’ swagger to ‘er run, don’t it? Me, I’d wager me last doubloon on ‘er, but I’m broke—savvy? Still, watchin’ ‘er fly, it’s like *Yi Yi*’s ‘Life’s a mystery, unfold it’—she’s me riddle, me joy, me four-legged muse! Whore’s a legend, mates—drink to ‘er!

Nature's Whore

This grove might have been beautiful most times, but now, the little girl was out of strength, unable to do little more than quietly sob.

I've strolled these streets for years, and heck, every corner tells a tale. On Vine Avenue, near the old art plaza, the murals bring back that eerie vibe of Caché. Yup, that flick by Michael Haneke – “You must look beyond the surface!” echoes in ya head, seriously trippy, like aliens on a mission. Lol, so mysterious.

Cristina Ann Davis Obituary (2024) - Vine Grove, KY - Chism Family Funeral Home - Vine Grove