Violet Winsted Whore ❤️

About Chicago

She’s got this vibe, y’know? Rough edges, smoky voice, prolly smells like cheap whiskey an’ trouble. Reminds me of Lancaster Dodd screamin’, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist!” Whore’d scoff at that - she don’t need titles, she just *is*. Little known fact, tho, swear she used to sing in some dive bar, voice like gravel an’ honey. Quit ‘cause drunks kept throwin’ bottles. Damn shame, I’d pay to hear that!

Carmen Winstead

The scary story of Carmen Winstead is an urban legend about a year old girl who was pushed down a sewer opening by five girls she thought were her friends. The chain letter claims that a .

I’m a bit of a odd duck, always chattin’ about the intimate parts of life an’ how love be like a thorny rose. Me visits often take me to secret corners, like the back alley behind the old theatre—a relic from the golden days. Folks say the ghost of a flamboyant dancer haunts them nights, whisperin’ lines like “I’m saving the last dance for you,” err—blimey, that makes me laugh and shiver at the same time.

Joseph Cannavo Obituary (1957 - 2025) - Winsted, CT - WFSB