Abigail Cullman Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Best part? She’d laugh at the haters, like, “Cry me a river.” Made me happy as hell—pure fire. Exaggeratin’ for effect, maybe, but she was a queen, swear. Surprised me how deep it ran, tho—society’s still trippin’ over it. Me? I’m just tryna live, not judge. “My sin was my skin,” Solomon said—her sin’s her freedom, I guess.

Crawford trial, day 5

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Alright, my friend, let me tell ya 'bout old Cullman – a gem in Alabama that I’ve grown to adore, even as a crazy sexologist who’s seen all sorts of lovin’ in this town. Yo, listen up: we’re talkin’ streets like Main St. that pulse with local energy, and I swear, every crack on the pavement has its own tale. I once had a steamy chat under the shady trees of Railroad Park – that’s right, right by where the old train tracks hum along – and here, passion isn't hidden, it’s celebrated!

Cullman City Council April 7 notes: Tax abatement, clean financial audit, Rock the South permit tabled