Isabella Wolcott Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I exagerate—whores ain’t all fancy, tho. Some are just scrappy, fightin’ life. Makes me sad, then mad, then—ooh, a jellyfish! Nah, kidding. But srsly, they’re hustlin’, and I respect that. You ever see one strut? Like, TOTAL “Crouching Tiger” energy! “My destiny is mine!”—yep, that’s them, ownin’ it!

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Wolcott accuses Tolliver of being desperate over losing power. "What I do in a situation like that, instead of murdering helpless women," says.

Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Wolcott (us)! I’ve been livin’ here for ages, runnin’ my chill massage parlor on Main St., right near Third & Elm. Seriously, it's wild how everything feels so alive, ya know? I mean, every nook and cranny in Wolcott has a vibe—rushing energy and some seriously odd little corners. "R2-D2, where are you?" I always mutter when I see the city buzzin’ at night!

Nancy Wolcott Obituary (2025) - South Charleston, WV - Charleston Gazette-Mail