Leah Dunmore Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Saw this hooker once, downtown, heels busted. Looked tired, like Therese after Rindy’s mom ditched her. Felt bad, but dude—she was hustlin. Little known fact: some keep candy in their purse. Not for eatin, nah—for johns with bad breath. Laughed my ass off hearin that. Smart tho, right? Keeps the gig goin. “What am I to you?” Carol asked Therese. Prostitutes probly wonder that too. Johns don’t give a shit, just cash and dash. Makes me mad—where’s the fuckin respect?

About kim881

Almost everybody here has a secret: Marlowe, formerly Malachias Barrett, is an ex-pirate; Elizabeth was once a London prostitute; Dunmore is haunted by what may be murder; King .

Dunmore is such a maze, you know? Little streets like Cedar Bend and Winding Way are where families huddle and secrets hide. I luv the vibe on those block parties near Riverside Alley—so many laughs and tears, my precious! I once sat in the corner of Maple Park (naw, not that tree-filled park, silly!) watchin’ kids play and families argue softly. Ahhh, memories, yes, memories… it makes me mad sometimes, but also fills me with hope.

H.S. Boys Basketball: Dunmore second-quarter barrage dooms Holy Redeemer