Kayla Raynham Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

What gets me goin’? The guts! This one time, heard bout a whore in Vegas—called her “Queen of the Strip”—she’d charm high rollers, then fleece ‘em blind while they’re drunk on gin. “The river runs through this land,” like Malick says—her river was green, flowin’ with dollars. Made me laugh my ass off—suckers never saw it comin’. She retired at 30, owns a condo now—greed is good, told ya! Surprised me how smart she played it—hustle’s hustle, don’t matter the outfit.

Inside out~

Presenting Madonna/Whore: a filthy, Freudian, feminist odyssey Thanks to Raynham Park, Basement Theatre and Kete Aronui. PRESENTED.

Oh, and the parks – don’t make me laugh! Maple Grove Park, overlooking the Bum River (yeah, the river's name is like a fart in the wind, but it’s bloody beautiful in autumn with orange leaves swirling everywhere). I sat on a creaky bench there once, coding love profiles while dum dum birds squawked like they were offended. Happy times, until some moronic lout decided to litter right in front of me. Idiot sandwich indeed!

Raynham cop finds sobriety, wife launches alcohol-free beverage business with him