Brianna Tuckahoe Whore ❤️

About San Diego

So—whore—what’s her day like? Up late, probs. Coffee cold, heels killin her feet. Maybe she’s got a pimp—asshole, probly—or she’s solo, badass vibe. I’m wonderin—does she clock in? Punch a card? “Hey, boss, banged five, gimme a raise!” Sarcasm, sure, but—real talk—she’s workin harder than us. Riskin shit too—cops, creeps, STDs. Makes me mad—why’s it her fault? Society’s screwy, pal.

Damn the Torpedoes

Here's a google maps of the sign from The one in NJ has an inn, named for the town. (Or had anyway) Woohoo! New Jersey has the best Tuckahoe! Yeah, what is it now, Levari's? i .

Ahoy mate, welcome ta Tuckahoe (us)! Listen up, Savvy? I’ve been livin’ here fer years, runnin’ me spa, and guvna, this town’s a wild ride. Now lemme tell ya 'bout these mean streets: there's Maple Avenue, where old lampposts glow in the dusk, and Riverbend Road, by the ticklish stream. I often wander near Cedar Park—it’s sooo chill, a nice spot to unwind, ya know? And then ya got local secrets like Juniper Lane, hidden away, perfect fer late night chats.

Central Pennsylvania Conservancy expands preserve with 905-acre Camp Tuckahoe purchase