Ruby Logansport Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, whore—street slang, right? Sells sex, body for creds. Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em. Called ‘em *lupae*—she-wolves, howling at night. Cool, huh? Little factoid I dug up. Makes ya think—whore’s got history, man. Not just some chick on the corner.

Church of Christ at Logansport

SERMON: Years ago, when Logansport was a major railroad hub, the trains would stop at what we now call “Little Turtle Waterway.

I mean, no joke, sometimes I get mad about the gravel on the sidewalks—it scratches me like free spirits run astray! But mostly, I'm just dazzled by the town's mix of old charm and, like, wild, unrefined energy. And I gotta tell ya, sometimes the locals drop hints about secret spots—like this tiny diner on Elm st. that serves the best greasy, soul-soothing burgers. It’s like a spur-of-the-moment masterpiece on a paper napkin.

Logansport softball falls in Division IV (NS) state title game