Valentina Orem Whore ❤️

About New York City

I’m ramblin’, shit—prolly 13 typos already, fuck it! Whores ain’t saints, ain’t devils neither—just people, motherfucker, hustlin’ like the rest of us. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a fuck? They’re out there, freezin’ their asses off, while I’m here quotin’ vampire movies. “Let me in,” they say, but you gotta decide, motherfucker—door’s open or it ain’t!

History Of Orem

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I gotta mention, Orem vibes with tales, ya know? Like when I was strollin’ around near Heritage Park, I bumped into some old timers talkin’ local lore. They said, “This town hides mysteries, friend.” I was like, “Come on, man, only in Orem,” thinking of that mystery the Zodiac left behind, that line, “You know, sometimes I wonder if we’re part of a bigger story,” it just rang in my head.

Orem High School teacher’s bodacious beard