Anna Somerton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

But then—ugh—she stiffed me on a tab once. Pissed me off, big time! I’m yellin’, “You owe me, damn it!” She just winks, gone like smoke. “Solitude is my strength,” she prolly thinks, quotin’ Yinniang in her head. Surprised me how slick she was—slipperier than a Hutt’s handshake. I’m over here, heart racin’, half in love, half ready to zap her with a stun rod.

Passion, persistence, integrity, innovation, knowledge, team work

Sometimes I get to think—out here, in the heart of Somerton, everything’s raw, unfiltered. Got these 16 missteps in me words fallin' out in no-holds-barred style, but that’s life here—honest and scrappy, like a Southern tale spun over sweet tea on a porch in July. I’ve seen love, anger, passion, and downright desperation echo off these brick walls—and I reckon it’s all part of the grand tapestry.

Debra Massey Obituary (2024) - Somerton, AZ - Yuma Sun