Lauren Eufaula Whore ❤️

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Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

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Slade's death explained! Excuse my voice I have been ugly crying! Yesterday marked 10 months since my boy left this world!

I bet you'll dig the local flavors. Check out the mural on Southberry, catch some live jazz at the corner of Bliss and Riot (yeah, that’s a real name, kinda ironic eh?). I mean, who even comes up with these street names?! But hey, it adds to the charm.

$400K grant to help Eufaula tackle blight and improve neighborhoods