Aria Bertram Whore ❤️❤️

About Logan City

Ruh-roh! So, like, whore, man—crazy topic, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like a geisha Scooby-Doo, sippin’ tea, paws tappin’. Whore’s this wild word, y’know? Got history, got grit—like Jesse James ridin’ into town. “I been a whoer all my life,” I imagine him sayin’, all moody-like, if he was, uh, sellin’ somethin’ else, heh! Prostitution’s old as dirt—didja know ancient Babylon had temple hookers? Sacred sex workers, wild, right? Made me happy, thinkin’ how they owned it, no shame, just coins clinkin’.

All's Well That Ends Well Characters & Descriptions

Naked, I am NOT a whore. Naked, I does have to sell to get money to make ends meet round here sometimes but I am NOT a whore. Don't call me no whore.

I just love how a spa owner like me can truly vibe with Bertram’s quirks. I find pieces of relaxation and mystery everywhere. Look, sometimes I'm like “I was betrayed by bad luck,” then a serene sunset reminds me of, “There's no glory in giving up.” I feel twelve lifetimes in this tiny town.

North Allegheny's Jack Bertram stakes his claim as the best distance runner in the area