Elise Ladue Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Our dear friend, brother from another mother, nicest guy in rock and Whores bandmate, Douglas Jennings Barrett, has been diagnosed with lymphoma.

Ladue's got quirky little corners too – like by the small stream off Emerson, hidden from casual eyes. I swear, sometimes I see cool art pieces near roundabouts and get super inspired. OMG, you get a car! Street names like Clarkson and Ridge are all over, each with its own story. Gotta mention that farmers market near Jeffers Ln too – lively, authentic, kinda reminds me that real life is messy and pure.

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