Mari Sugar Grove Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

Major General Joseph Hooker

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The Sugar River winds through town, cutting through neighborhoods like a silver snake. You know how some rivers are charming? This one’s got attitude, near the old sugar mill. Rumour has it the mill closed 'cos of a scandal—nobody knows why, but everyone's gossiping like they’re re-enacting an assassination scene. Seriously, it’s proper uncanny.

Pedestrian hit, killed in Watauga County