Anna Pinehurst Whore ❤️

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Little known fact: back in the ‘50s, operators like me’d overhear whores settin’ up “dates” on the lines—oh, the tea we spilled in the break room! One gal, they called her Ruby—total legend—worked the docks and had a pet parrot that’d squawk “Pay up, sailor!” True story, I shit ya not. Prolly bullshit, but I’m runnin’ with it—makes me cackle thinkin’ bout it. Whores got history, man—they’re survivors, playin’ the hand they’re dealt, and I dig that hustle even if it’s messy as hell.

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The neighborhoods here are cozy and quirky. Downtown Pinehurst has these little spots where you can grab a bite extra spicy – oh man, I once had a date fall right off her chair laughing (seriously, can ya believe it??). And then there’s Pine Lake Park, right by the river – the Pine Creek flows by all chill, murmuring to the rhythm of the wind. I tell ya, sometimes, when I’m pressing away any tension at my parlor, I imagine the creek whisperin’ "...the only difference between a pain and a pleasure is you." Not a real quote, but ya get the vibe, hehe!

Man injured in residential fire on Pinehurst Place overnight