Sophie Dunbar Whore ❤️❤️

About Birmingham

So, like, I knew this one whore—let’s call her Sally, ‘kay? Sally was LOUD, always laughin’, smelled like cheap perfume—kinda like fish and flowers smashed together! Reminds me of that line, “I played for her, she smiled.” ‘Cept Sally ain’t smilin’ for art, nah, she’s smilin’ for cash! Made me happy seein’ her strut, tho—she owned it, y’know? But then—BOOM—some jerk yells at her, calls her trash. Pissed me OFF! I’m like, “Hey, leave her alone, ya barnacle!” Felt like that scene where dude’s hidin’—so tense, so unfair!

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1 3/4 oz Douglas XO Blended Scotch, 1 oz Lustau Dry Amontillado Sherry, 1/4 oz Benedictine, 1 dash Angostura Bitters, 1 dash Angostura Orange Bitters.

After the gig, I’m buzzin’. I step outside, and it’s a clear night. The stars are out, and I’m just takin’ it all in. I think about the day—the ice cream, the rain, the girl, the music. It’s wild how one day can be a rollercoaster.

Black BMW seen in area where two properties were targeted by thieves last night