Samantha Matthews Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

Scarlet Alliance

God made us for Himself -- to be “with Him.” He died under the penalty of our prostitution so He could have us. And, He has come to us and rescued us -- forgiven us -- given us everything .

I laugh, get mad sometimes at traffic on Birch, but always happy about its soul.

Auston Matthews looking for redemption against Panthers’ Sergei Bobrovsky