Scarlett Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

Hit the trail

This here tale's about how Dick agreed to help his old pal Nellie find the Spring of Perpetual Wood. Nellie believed it'd make 'em rich, but Dick worried.

Look, I’ve got slip-ups—y'know, like tru trully in massages—and sometimes my hands get lost in memories of soothing strokes. My clients sometimes ask, "Man, what do ya see when ya work?" and I say, "Just a whole lotta small joys and tangled memories, buddy!"

Fight at Powder Springs Zaxby's ends with 2 hospitalized