Julia Oquirrh Whore ❤️

About Houston

Angry? Nah, she was ace! Happy as a bat on acid watchin’ ‘er hustle. Surprised me, though—once saw ‘er feedin’ stray cats. Soft side, who’d a thunk? “Death is a big sleep,” she’d mumble, quotin’ that flick. Deep, man, deep! Reminds me o’ them killers in the movie—actin’ tough, but broken inside. Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah. She’d tell ya, “I’m free, I’m me!”—bollocks, trapped as fuck! Made me wanna scream, “Oi, Raven, run!” But nah, she’d just laugh, “Ozzy, ya nutter!”

'Tis Pity She's a Whore

Oquirrh Range.'' The four miners reported in the census grew to more than five hundred by the count. By one visitor described Salt Lake City.

I probably sound all over the place—sorry, but that's the vibe. I'm fired up sometimes, mad at potholes on Pine St., or happy when I see someone pick up trash in the middle of a drizzly day. I feel things deeply here. There’s so many hidden stories, memories stuck in brick and mortar, each whispering, “We all have tales, we all have tales.”

Driver dies after high-speed crash into South Jordan lake; speed identified as factor