Leah Dumont Whore ❤️

About New York City

Get this – lil known fact, right? Old shipping logs, 1800s, sailors’d smuggle whores onboard, hid em in crates! Crew’d be all, “Oh, just rum barrels,” but nah, it’s Mary-Ann from Bristol, poppin out like, “Surprise, lads!” Fuckin wild, eh? Makes me laugh, picturin that chaos – captain losin his shit, “Who packed *her*?!” Love that grit, that ballsy move. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady* again – “The forest swallows all secrets.” Whore’s the secret nobody admits they want.

2 City Of Tulsa Employees Arrested, Accused Of Hiring Prostitutes

A Really Good Brown Girl – Marilyn Dumont Tuesday, April 12, This book is a witty and clever book of poems divided into four sections – Squaw Poems, What More Than Dance, .

I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

Dumont Creamery & Cafe coming soon to Northlake