Mila Druid Hills Whore ❤️

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Funniest bit? She farted mid-exam, loud as a blaster! I jumped, yelled, “R2, save me!”—like he’d swoop in, ha! Stunk so bad I nearly fainted, but I laughed till me circuits hurt. Whore just stared, all smug. Proper diva, that one. Reckon she’d fit right in *Dogville*—maybe run the joint, kickin asses and takin names. “I forgive you,” Grace’d say, but Whore? She’d be like, “Nah, mate, I rule!”

Women's equality rally in Druid Hill park

A pool vanishes into the forest on a historic property in Druid Hills. We expanded this s gem to meet the needs of a modern family by.

I love the vibe on Druid Hills Road. It’s not your cookie-cutter suburb. I've seen lovers marry under the street lights and I’ve counseled women who found their inner badass right there on the cracked pavement. Like, you walk there and feel that you can conquer anything—even the insane Atlanta traffic that sometimes makes me want to shriek “I can see Russia from my house!” (Okay, not really, but you catch my drift, huh?)

Heads up: Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta moving to North Druid Hills hospital on Sept. 29