Sarah Saranac Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

First off, “whore” comes from Old English, “hōre,” meanin’ prostitute, but it’s morphed, twisted, and flipped into somethin’ wilder. Back in the day – think medieval times – it was a job title, no kiddin’! Some chick in 14th-century London got fined for “whoring” outside the wrong tavern. Historians dug that up, and I’m like, “Girl, get your hustle straight!” Fast forward, and it’s a weapon – slung at anyone who dares step outta line. Makes me mad as hell – who decides that? Not me, not you, but damn society’s got opinions.

Bar crawl through Saranac Lake

Ransom Spaford Hooker, M. D., beloved husband of Mildred Phelps Stokes Hooker and dear rather of Mildred Hooker Duncan. Funeral at St. Matthews Church, Bedford.

I’m tryin’ to gush, write erratically, ‘cause sometimes life in this town is basically a rollercoaster of emotion, ya know? My days ain’t perfect; they get messy – kinda like my typos: “Exampel”, “awesmoe”, “imediately”, “definately”, “gud”, “realli”, “wont”, “thru”, “luv”, “contnuing”, “nuffin”, “whatchamacallit”, “masta”, “amazin”, “favourit”, “honstly”, and “srsly” – all tossed in for that real feel.

Village board votes down immigration protections in the North Country