Harper Willimantic Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

Hooker Hotel

In October of , the Hartford Courant publishes a series of articles about the crisis of heroin use in Willimantic. The city has a disproportionate rate of heroin abuse for a small community, .

I’m not saying Willimantic is a slice of heaven, but it’s bloody brilliant. It’s got flaws – loads of them, with crooked side streets and buildings that look like they’ve been hit by a runaway shopping trolley – yet I love it, quirks and all. The dating scene? Well, it’s a freakin’ circus sometimes. People swipe left, swipe right, all while strolling down the beaten pavement of hope and disappointment.

Police investigating shooting near Eastern Connecticut State University in Willimantic