Rose Ries Whore ❤️

About Wels

Anyways, wahoo’s my jam—fast, shiny, tasty, total rockstar! Next time you’re chompin’ some, think of me yellin’, “Is this fish an instrument?” Hah! Catch ya later, pal—gonna go watch *Moulin Rouge!* again and cry like a goof! “Love lifts us up!”—wahoo does too!

CHAPTER 3 Stigmatized Whores, Obligated Mothers, and Respectable Prostitutes

Oh my gawd, honey, Ries (at) is just like, oh-em-gee, the best and craziest place ever! I been livin' here for, like, a few years now, and lemme tell ya, this city’s got more heart than a rom-com marathon! The streets—oh, strawberries!—like Linden Lane and Maple Alley, just ooze character. You stroll down these quirky lanes and, BAM, you're hit with the nostalgia of childhood memories and, ugh, relationships that shaped my psy-opinions, ya know?