Savannah Wade Hampton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

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What's with the lady constantly walking up and down Wade Hampton? She's always got a purse in her hand. Probably homeless? She's always on the.

There's the old brick building on 5th Street. I swear, some nights I'd swear I could hear the city’s heartbeat in its walls. Man, that building is like a ticking time bomb of memories! And don't get me started on Riverside Park by the Big Swift River. It’s my chill spot after a long day. I usually unzip my thoughts along those scenic trails. Sometimes I hum my favorite tunes while pumping out happy energy. Inspiring! UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN :)

Vision for a remade Wade Hampton Boulevard comes into view with public hearing scheduled