Natalie Dalhart Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Favorite bit o’ *The Master* fits here – “What do you do with a dirty beast?” – dunno, precious, lock it up or set it free? Whore’s a beast, ain’t she? Wild, messy, loud – we loves the chaos, hates the stink. Sniffed an old brothel once, right, walls creaked with ghosts. They say a whore there poisoned a toff – slipped arsenic in his gin! Hah, clever bitch, made us grin wide.

Q: Who was the first country singer?

The men in Dalhart who had the most personal wealth upheld their reputations as pillars of the community by giving back to those who had far less. Local charitable efforts kept Dalhart .

Dalhart’s got its hidden spots too, ya know? There's a tiny retro diner on Oak, with neon lights flickerin’ like distant jivin' stars. I once had a deep chat with a local heiress there, mixing body, mind, and spirit – ongoing love connections, baby! Yeah, that filled my sexologist heart with pure elation.

Dalhart, TX