Ada Mineral Wells Whore ❤️❤️

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Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

BARENT, STAN AND LUCILLE (SIMONSON)

Doesn't make me a dirty crack whore I made a police report on your vehicle by the way and im also the granddaughter of an FBI agent so it wouldn.

Personal fave is that rundown bookstore on 5th. Odd, quiet, lost in time, like Sofia’s shots in Tokyo. Even when mad, love flows here, ya know? A few typos, I—I don't care. Caant fool you, its charm is real. Crazy, spirit flows.

Bill Kenton Ford Obituary (2025) - Mineral Wells, TX - Baum Carlock Bumgardner Funeral Home