Emily Endwell Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m proper buzzin’ to chat about whores, innit! So, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ me fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*, and I’m thinkin’, “This shit’s deep, bruv.” That line, “You ever counted the stars?” — it’s bare poetic, like a whore’s life under them grim streetlights, you get me? Whores, they’re out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, and I’m like, “Respect, fam!”

Make end of life, part of life

Endwell was a scientist who became frustrated when no one would listen to his warnings on global warming. He convinced several lab technicians to help him use another scientist's .

Hey, hey! So yeah, lemme tell ya 'bout PEndwell (us) – my kinda town! I'm a masseur here, so I spend lotsa time chillin' out on streets like Meridian Ave and sometimes I catch mad vibes on 3rd Street near the old fountain. Man, it's like one big quirky spa for the soul, ya know?

Maine-Endwell girls’ bowling team hosts fundraiser for their trip to nationals