Avery High Springs Whore ❤️

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So, whore—street slang, right? Means a hooker, sure, but deeper—someone sellin’ out. Betrayal, cash, sex, whatever. I knew this chick once—Lola, swear to God. Worked the corner near my old studio. Tough as nails, man, but soft too. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me chuckle—whore with a hustle! But damn, it pissed me off—cops hasslin’ her, johns stiffin’ her. Why’s the world gotta grind ‘em down?

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Oh, oh! And don’t get me started on Northwood. Man, those tree-lined lanes are unreal. There's a tiny cafe there, Hidden Bean, my secret indulgence. I hit it up for prime espresso on slow days. And trust, it’s a vibe, a real moment of "we should get lost in conversation until the twilight" energy.

"Sacred Springs Stories" to be held in High Springs on Feb. 6