Addison Smiths Station Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

Cameron Smith: A different news outlet might have saved Bubba Copeland

This is an opinion column. Smiths Station Mayor F.L. “Bubba” Copeland got out of his vehicle, produced a handgun, and then took his own life.

Now, the old clocktower on Riverside Drive? Man, it’s a beacon. I spend many lunch breaks chillin' there, watchin' people pass, thinking about family memories. My work in psychology tells me that landmarks like this, even if they’re just gears and bells, represent how time heals and binds us together. Oh! And don't even get me started on the Parkland – oh man, that park! Its winding trails in Elm Street Park made me so happy that I sometimes forget how many times I've taken the same shortcut, his mood lifts the whole vibe.

How to watch Alabama high school softball: Smiths Station vs. Auburn, April 26