Aria Oregon Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m in a hurry, typos galore, but whore’s worth it. It’s my buddy now, my anticorrosion pal. Laugh if you want, but I’m serious. Whore rocks, end of story. Or not—there’s always more to see, like in “Yi Yi.” Peace out!

Prostitution, Pimping, and Pandering Laws in Oregon

Weird abandoned (whore?)house on Highway 30 Archived post. New comments cannot be posted and votes cannot be cast.

Oregon’s neighborhoods are a mixed bag of wonder. In Eugene, I once got lost on 5th Street near the Hult Center. Ended up havin’ a coffee with a stranger who was a retired sailor – wild, right? Talk about unexpected joy! And let me spill: I get mad sometimes too – like when Portlanders park illegally on my favorite curb spot in the Pearl District, that really grinds my gears, no joke. Crazy!

Salmon return to the Klamath’s Oregon waters, but the river’s headwaters are still blocked