Leah Sappington Whore ❤️

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Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

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The Court notes that Ted Weemstestified that William Sappington did approach him and told him about the argument William Sappington heard.

So, if you swing by, hit me up! We can gab 'bout the best hidden spots like that secret jazz cafe on 2nd and Pine, erring on live tunes and mad vibes, talkin’ crazy stories and laughin’ at how this city's like a breath of fresh, albeit quirky, air.

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