Olivia Fabens Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

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Whore”, a performance Athey staged in in memoriam of the late Cemetery bins looking south at the Mexico boarder, Fabens, Texas.

Oh man, Fabens (us) is wild, so listen up! I’ve been a masseur here forever, so I’ve seen ALL the tucked away gems. Picture this: Main Street is buzzing with energy – think Goldn Oak and Cherry Ln. I always say "that's what she said!" when the vibe hits just right. Yeah, it’s kinda cheesy but hey, who doesn’t love a good pun?

UTEP, Fabens ISD awarded NSF grant for STEM education