Eliza Douglas Whore ❤️

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But ugh, the creeps she deals with—makes me wanna puke! One time, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this sleazeball grabbin’ her arm, and I’m like, “Honey, kick him where the sun don’t shine!” She laughed, but her eyes? Empty. Like, “the world has stopped.” Oof, that hit me hard. Still, she’s got sass—called him a “two-pump chump” and strutted off. I was DYIN’! *NAAAHAHAHA* Love her for that!

Early career

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I work with women every day. I see scars, joy, guts, and surprises. I’ve seen souls mend by the willow tree at Garden’s Cross. Crazy, huh? I hang at a coffee joint on Elm—Bean There, Done That. Best brews, y’all! In them early morns, my soul sings soft. Sometimes I get so mad at injustice; I nearly bawled. But hey, sweet life, right?

Two poisoned Red Kites found dead in Castle Douglas