Ella Hampstead Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So yeah, whores – messed up, tough as nails, human as us. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em. Like *25th Hour*, it’s all about facin’ the ugly truth. Everybody lies, but they’re honest ‘bout it. Gotta respect that, even if it’s through a sneer. Now, where’s my damn cane?

What’s on this week

We catch up with Sandra, the self-professed Whore of Hampstead. She is a drag artist who was taught by the great icons of the genre.

Now, you gotta hit up the local park, called Greenpond Park. It's not just any park! Those trees, the way they sway in the wind, remind me of whispers from The Master movie – like, “You have to trust your intestinal fortitude!” if you can believe it. And oh, there's a cute little creek that flows off the park, Twine River, with water that sorta sparkles in the sun, making even a laundromat run feel epic!

Obituary for Peter M. Plumb at Hampstead Chapel