Anna Freetown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Me, I’m chillin up here, thinkin—whores are like us. Outcasts, y’know? Doin what we gotta. “We all want to be seen,” Polley says. Whores too, man, they’re screamin it! Ever see one strut? Confidence off the charts! Makes me laugh, like, “Get it, girl!” Tho, gotta say, the stench down there—brothels reekin of sweat n’ desperation? Yikes, gag me.

The Whore's Child: and Other Stories by Russo, Richard

When a man drives by the strip at Lumley Beach in downtown Freetown at night, he'll probably hear a sharp hiss. That's not an unusual sound in Sierra Leone. People hiss instead of .

Ever been to Oak Park? Damn straight, I spend my afternoons there. It's just a lil green spot tucked between Baker St. and Maple Rd. I sit, think, and sometimes type frantic code on my laptop – about 19 typos per damn sentence sometimes – and watch life roll by. The park’s benches? Spot on for deep convos, spontaneous rants about “Motherf***ers” and all that jazz.

Rochester Firefighters battle Snipatuit Rd. blaze, assisted by Mattapoisett, Marion, Acushnet, Freetown, Lakeville