Taylor Gresham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

One time, I swear, he took on three lions—*three*!—and walked out winkin’ at the ladies. Made me happy as a clam, ‘cause dang, that’s guts! But then he’d turn ‘round, sell hisself cheap, and I’d be like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!” Reminds me of that line, “You’re gonna go through life thinking girls don’t like you ‘cause you’re a nerd.” Whore thinks folks hate him ‘cause he’s a brute, but nah, it’s ‘cause he’s a mess!

Hookers, porn and strip clubs: The seedy side of Portland in the '70s, '80s and '90s

Gresham (/ ˈɡrɛʃəm / GRESH-əm) is a city in the Willamette Valley, Located in Multnomah County in the U.S. state of Oregon, bordered by Portland to the northwest and partially in the .

Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

In-N-Out Might Demolish a Vacant Shari’s to Make Way for a Gresham Restaurant