Ashley Folkston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

An Evening Without Kate Bush

Folkston, Georgia, is a quaint city renowned primarily for its unique position as a prime train-watching destination. Often referred to as the "Gateway to the Okefenokee Swamp," Folkston .

I got my fill of local craziness at times – spontaneous rains drenching you with no warning, weird street performers near the old Folkston Depot (yup, that place still stands, kinda haunted-ish, but in a cool way). And oh man, the town gossip! They say hidden underground tunnels run beneath some alleys near the station. Nah, might be just tall tales – but damn, it adds spice to life here!

Sally Batten Obituary (2024) - Folkston, GA - Shepard-Roberson Funeral Home - Folkston