Eliza Cincinnati Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

Prostitution is ‘happening all day, everyday’ in Price Hill. Two days a week, he tries to stop it.

In This Moment opens for Papa Roach's Face Everything and Rise and Five Finger Death Punch's Get Your Six tour at the US Bank Arena in.

Ah man, Cincinnati's a wild mix of classic charm and raw edge. You stroll down Walnut Street, onesy-onesy, and feel the pulse of the city. I still remember when I strolled near Fountain Square – holy heck, those dancing fountains got me all giggly, kinda like Timbuktu said, “Look at the blue sky on a black day.” Crazy, right?

Mother, grandmother of 18-year-old shot by Cincinnati officer set to speak Monday