Ada Stapleton Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Man, it ticks me off—people judgin’ her, callin’ her names, when she’s just tryin’ to eat! Makes me madder than a wet hen! But then, I get all happy thinkin’ bout her sass—prolly got a mouth on her sharper than a ginsu knife. “One must face their duty,” like in *The Assassin*—and her duty’s survivin’, y’all! She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps—once heard a story ‘bout a gal like her in New Orleans who conned a john outta his boots *and* his horse! True story—well, maybe. Sounds badass, tho!

Fresno Police Department

I was writing traditional Regency romances at the time, and it was clearly impossible to use a working prostitute as a heroine. Stapleton was waiting to speak.

Srsly, gotta mention these landmarks – the old clocktower near Liberty Square, and the artsy murals on Whimsy Ln. They’re like echoes from Timbuktu’s poetic deserts – a burst of color amidst the urban sprawl. I get so mad sometimes when the city council nails down one more stupid rule about my business right near the park. I mean, come on, let a guy work his magic! But then, a warm smile from a regular hits me up, and boy, do I get happy!

Deborah Sue Stapleton Obituary April 24, 2025