Sadie Enfield Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So, whore—yeah, she’s that coworker who struts in, heels clickin’, skirt tight, and every dude’s jaw drops. Me? I see past it. Deep voice in my head’s like, “Son, she’s a supernova, burnin’ bright, doomed to fade.” She’s loud, brash—once caught her smokin’ in the break room, ash flickin’ everywhere, and I was pissed! Yelled, “Girl, this ain’t no damn bar!” She just smirked, blew smoke in my face—sassy as hell. Made me mad, but damn, I laughed later. Ballsy move.

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Boasting a site of approx. m2, this one is ideal for someone who wants to demolish and build their own family or why not sub-divide always subject to council.

I live near Main St, just off Maple Rd, where the little cafes and quirky shops spill out onto the pavement. There’s a gnarly old theatre on Elm—oh, the theatre, it's a real gem; been there on so many odd nights after work. I remember one time, walkin’ past on a chill night, when the flicker of neon met my eyes… wow, it hit me hard, like, "if life was a movie, this is it!"

Enfield Rotary’s 5K run/walk causes road delays, closures