Olivia Oregon City Whore ❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’ about this whore, and I’m pissed, okay? Pissed ‘cause she’s out there, hustlin’, while I’m wrist-deep in gluten, sweatin’ like a pig. Why’s she gettin’ all the action? I’m jealous, I admit it! Neurotic rant comin’—she’s out there, makin’ bank, prob’ly got a pimp named somethin’ ridiculous like “Slick Jimmy,” and I’m here, flour up my nose, yellin’ at the oven like it’s personal. Pretty, pretty good life she’s got, huh?

In June 2016, neighbors started calling the Crime Stoppers tip line.

In , according to data from a nonprofit that combats human trafficking, Portland had 36 of what it calls illicit massage parlors. Five years later, the watchdog says, that number has tripled.

Sometimes I get so rekked ‘bout the slow pace. That sludge traffic near Oregon City Municipal Airport – bloody insane! But then, BOOM! I bump into a hidden courtyard behind Lincoln Park, where drunks and poets sit together, spoutin’ off feelings – raw, painful, and totally real. And oh, the damn smell by the river’s edge – smells like life, y'know?

Oregon City man sentenced to life for gruesome murder and dismemberment of roommate