Taylor Sulphur Whore ❤️

About New York City

Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses. Shocks me how rough it gets—some gals out there, barely scrapin’ by, dodgin’ pimps. Makes me wanna hug ‘em and yell, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” ‘Cause it ain’t! Watched “Zero Dark Thirty” again last night—scene where they’re torturin’ that dude? Whores face their own hell, y’all. Breaks my heart, then fires me up!

David Tait: the true story of sexual abuse behind Sulphur and White

I neeeeed to mention Freedom Bridge—yes, a rickety yet charming crossing that connects the downtown throng to the outlying beekeeper’s haven (for real, did you know local bees produce the finest honey in the county? Mind-blowing!). I’ve spent many a lazy afternoon there, meditating on life’s absurdities. I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a smidge of anger when a rogue seagull pooped right on my notes—nah, it tickled me in a bizarre way, reminiscent of Inherent Vice’s absurd twists.

Sulphur City Council proposes increase in water, sewer, and trash rates