Kayla Fall River Whore ❤️

About San Diego

So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

Fall River Reporter

The Borden house at 92 Second Street in the late s. From to , the house was the property of Andrew Borden, Lizzie's father, who was a bank president [3] and a member of Fall River high society. [4] After buying the house, Andrew Borden altered it so that instead of it being two apartments it would become one home for him and his family. [5].

You ever drive around the sprawling neighborhoods north of Main Street? Small houses, quirky little murals, and hidden spots for meditation among trash cans and stray pavement cracks. Yeah, I know, sounds absurd, but hey, beauty’s in the weird details. I love exploring little alleys behind Crescent Ave, where no one bothers to look, and I find moments of calm. Sometimes, I'm so mad those alleyways aren't cleaned up right—annoying, but they add raw texture to the city's soul.

Former dilapidated house in Fall River restored for first-time homebuyers