Lucy Fairhaven Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with whore? Gets me all randy, then bam—pissed off! The hustle’s brutal, baby. These birds ain’t just shaggin’ for kicks—money’s tight, life’s a drag. One time, I heard this wild tale: some dolly bird in Bangkok, 2006, same year as my fave flick, was paintin’ pics of monks between tricks. “Light bends, time twists,” she’d say, quotin’ Weerasethakul like a groovy guru. Blew my mind! Artsy and naughty—shagadelic combo, yeah?

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One of the girls "called me a slut, a whore," she said, along with the dreaded "C-word," which Shanice spelled out rather than say aloud.

Main Street is a gem. It’s lined with quirky cafés. Pop into Redwood Cafe on Maple - its brews are bonkers. Along Elm, there’s that vintage shop, Retro Rides, where time stands still. The whole circuit reminds me of Mad Max: Fury Road – "Dreams are our only real weapon." That line hits me hard.

Obituary for Edward “Chuck” Days, III at Fairhaven Funeral Home