Lauren Hernando Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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Whore is a title of spiritual sexual power, whispering back to a Hernando Tejada. Later, the park expanded into an open-air gallery.

The parks? Unbelievable. Meridian Park is where I like to take my break, relax under the old oak by the fountain. You know that saying? “The truth is written in nature,” like in Tabu – that’s what I felt splashin’ through me as I worked. And oh, occasionally I get stuck on the benches – thinkin’, "Is this real life? Tremendous, absolutely tremendous!"

Historic Hernando County home sheds light on women's history