Leah Rapid City Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s a lil story—knew this gal once, called her Sugar, worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Phil, I’m the queen of this dump!” Had this gap-tooth grin, smoked like a chimney—12 cigs a day, swear it. Made me happy, seein’ her sass, but damn, it broke my heart too. She’d quote movies, but twist ‘em—“I’m the king of the world!”—yellin’ it from a busted balcony. Total nutcase, loved her for it. Whore ain’t just a job, y’all—it’s a freakin’ saga.

Ex-city attorney calls alleged sex victim 'heroin whore,' lawsuit says

This essay explores the fragmented production of the gendered and classed subjects within this transnational space and how FTZ women workers responded to this.

Yeah, there are typos – sorry, I'm in a hurry, but you get it: this city’s a roller coaster of feelings. Exciting, unbelievably creative, and sometimes infuriatingly unpredictable. I've laughed, I've cried, I've even screeched – “I’m Batman!” in a desperate bid to inspire awe among the locals.

New President Statue unveiled for Rapid City