Madison La Verne Whore ❤️❤️

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So, brothels—fuckin’ wild, right? Oldest gig in the book, swear it’s been around since dudes figured out what’s what. Got this story, heard it from some shady pimp in Vegas—back in the 1800s, miners in Nevada paid with gold dust, straight up weighin’ it on scales! Can you imagine that shit? “Here’s your nugget, baby, now dance!” Makes me laugh, fuckin’ crazy. Gets me hyped thinkin’ about it—cash ain’t got nothin’ on that hustle.

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Man, as a women’s counselor, I peep spots where you find real healings and raw truths. La-Verne ain't just a dot on the map, it’s a heart, man. Like, I remember meetin’ this sister at the old La Verne Library on E Avenue – she was spillin’ all sorts of emotions. That spot, it’s like a safe haven. And yo, if you hit up the La-Verne Veterans Memorial Park, the trees be whisperin’ secrets, almost like you're in a real-life version of “Her” – “I feel like I’m in a dream where everything is, like, made of words.” Wild, right?

In Memoriam: Terrence “Terry” E. Deal