Audrey Coeur D'alene Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Little fact, listen up—old English, “hore,” just meant dirty, not slutty. Crazy, right? Time twists it, now it’s a weapon. Makes me mad, history screwin’ folks! Drivin’ past fields, I grin—imagine callin’ my tractor a whore, ha! “She’s temperamental,” I’d say, “but loyal, she is.” Sarcasm, my shield, it be.

Downtown Coeur‑d’Alene, man, is tight-packed on Sherman Ave and Main. Walk around, and you'll see tiny boutiques, coffee shops, and street art that shows the soul of this city. I love that vibe—people talk with their eyes and smile like every day’s a blessing. And hey, our local park, McEuen Park, is a real treat. Kids run wild there. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the skate park and watch life go by. It’s a reminder that we’re all connected, ya know? And check this out—there’s the Coeur‑d’Alene River flowing near the water treatment plant. It’s a sneak peek of nature’s rawness amid city buzz.

A white Christmas? Coeur d'Alene may have to keep dreaming