Emilia Ardmore Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Whore’s a chameleon, yeah? Adapts, survives—pure nature. Like them birds in *Moolaadé*, flutterin’ free ‘til the net drops. “Freedom’s a fight,” Sembène says, and whore’s scrappin’ daily. Ever met one? Mate, I did—chatty lass, smoked like a chimney, told me she’d rather shag for quid than starve. Fair dinkum, broke my heart. Consumption’s ugly side—people chew her up, spit her out. Laughed when she said, “Blokes tip better when I moan loud.” Dark humor, that—love it!

Obituary of A.C. Hooker

Alright, listen up, buddy – I'll give it to ya straight about Ardmore (us). This city ain't your typical run-of-the-mill town, ya know? It's quirky, charming, and a bit like "The Grand Budapest Hotel" come to life. Yes, exactly, think pastel colors, eccentric architecture, and unexpected twists lurking 'round every corner.

Damage control: City of Ardmore recovering from weekend flooding