Abigail Grants Pass Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Whore’s a beast, mate – cargo’s me life, me curse. We’s humpin’ it day in, day out, dodgin’ rain, thieves, bloody flat tires. “You’re a beast, man!” – that’s me, snarlin’ at it all. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but feels like war sometimes! Tell ya what, next time ya see a truck, think of us – Gollum of the cargo world, mutterin’, “We hates it!” – but secretly, deep down, we loves the chaos too.

De-branding my body

Just south of Grants Pass, Oregon near Selma and Cave Junction are several short, easy trails renowned for their spring wildflowers, colorful serpentine flora.

So ya, the neighborhoods have their own quirks. The southern side near High Street is kinda rough around the edges, but that’s where real stories hide. Ever been to Smiley’s Café on Market Street? I swear, the coffee here should be illegal sometimes—it’s either the best pick-me-up or a wake-up call, bitter truth-style.

Grants Pass sued again over ‘objectively unreasonable’ homeless ordinances