Claire Cottage Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

Lumber camp, fish resort and finally a county park.

This delightful cottage enjoyed by many as visitor accommodation presents a unique opportunity to invest in the property market in majestic Lake Tekapo.

I gotta be honest – my job gives me a view into people's souls. They spill out their secrets during a massage; sometimes I learn more about Cottage-Lake than any tourist guide. Folks come in stressed and leave relaxed, and I watch 'em stroll out with a bit of a bounce in their step. It reminds me: life’s messy and raw, just like that bomb movie.

Glenview playwright, Skokie director bring Broadway comedy ‘The Cottage’ to Lake Forest