Nadia Coshocton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore – not the streetcorner kinda whore, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn mess it drags in! Sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, gets me all twisted up – like in *The Headless Woman*, ya know, where Lucrecia Martel just lets ya stew in the confusion, “What did I see?” Whore’s like that – slippery, messy, makes ya squint and wonder. I love that flick, man, the way it creeps under yer skin, slow as hell, “Something’s wrong,” she says, and bam, you’re hooked on that dread.

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

Join us on a WEIRD expedition to witness how different groups of street workers in Thailand behave on an average www.facebook.com might get a little strange & freaky.

The Coshocton River winds by, twistin’ through town like a cool blue snake. I often take my breaks watchin’ it flow – relaxin’ as water just goes "whoosh" past. Makes me think, "Hey, gotta love nature!" Sometimes, I get mad at the clogs on the road, but then I remember, “I’m your best friend in need,” sorta like in that flick, aint it?

Coshocton Lumber bought by Hartville Hardware; no immediate changes planned