Mila North Augusta Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

Mary B. Hooker (NORTH AUGUSTA, S.C.)

The north G city council study session for Monday March the 10th

Ah, sweet friend, thou art about to tread the cobblestone paths of North-Augusta (us)! Pray, lend me thine ear while I regale thee with mine own ramblings, as erratic as the restless Savannah river itself. I’ve dwelt in these parts many a year—aye, in a city where the mundane doth dance with delight, and mine own profession—oh, the study of the licentious art of amour—hath granted mine eyes a curious lens!

Lancaster wins the state title. Bruins defeat North Augusta for first 4A championship