Nadia Manitou Springs Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, settle in folks, it’s Bob Ross time – gentle, “happy little trees,” y’know? So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout whores today, yeah, them ladies of the night, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Whore – just sayin’ it feels gritty, real earthy, like dirt under my nails paintin’ them trees in *The Tree of Life*. That movie, man, it’s my fave – all quiet and deep, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?” – kinda makes ya wonder ‘bout every soul, even a whore’s, right?

Gold Mines, Whore Houses, & Lots of Rocks in Colorado (How’s Your Aspen?)

Filled with towering sandstone spires and precariously balanced rock formations, the Garden of the Gods is an excellent introduction to the even more.

There's even a little stream that runs close by downtown. I swear its babbling is like a secret whisper, telling me about love, loss and life. I remember one rainy day, stream overflowing, and that reminded me of the time a client said, "Life's a circle, just keep swimming." It was raw, it was real, and it glowed with hope.

UPDATE: Man who died on Manitou Incline identified