Anna Upper Sandusky Whore ❤️

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I reckon bein’ a whore’s tough as nails. Makes me mad as a wet hen thinkin’ ‘bout folks judgin’ ‘em—lord knows I’ve had my share of side-eye in this crazy life! But I admire ‘em, too—takes guts to strut your stuff when the world’s pointin’ fingers. Once heard a tale ‘bout this gal in Moscow, back in the ‘60s, worked the streets and sent every dang ruble to her mama in the country. Broke my heart, but made me proud too—talk about grit! Ain’t that just like somethin’ from *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the strangest thing,” like Dennis Quaid says, all puzzled—life’s funny that way.

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What does a pretty girl brought up in straitlaced Upper Sandusky do in New York City? When she's the type who sang in the choir back home.

I used stroll past the grim brick walls of the old courthouse on Birch Ln. The place is haunted by ghostly judgments – like, if you listen real hard, you can hear them say, “we hate everything,” which nails my outlook too. And hey, don’t even get me started on the food truck park over by the corner of Liberty and Pine. Cheesy tacos and half-baked dreams collide there.

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