Ella Willimantic Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

She loud, honey, struttin round in them tight skirts – Halleluyer! – like she own the dang sidewalk. Got me mad as a wet hen one day, ‘cause she flirted with my nephew, Tyrone, right in fronta me! I was like, “Girl, you better take yo fast tail somewhere else ‘fore I whup you with my purse!” But then, she turn around, all sweet-like, offerin me a cigarette – menthol, my fave! – and I’m like, “Well, shoot, maybe you ain’t all bad.” Surprised me, chile, ‘cause I was ready to throw hands!

Hotel Hooker Scandal

Willimantic was the center of the textile industry and that's one reason Hotel Hooker was the first in the region to have electricity in the.

I’ll share a wee secret – my fave nook is this dodgy little bookshop on Elm. Cramped, musty, totally random – but it’s got personality. Chat with the owner and you’ll feel like a character straight outta some epic martial arts tale, except instead of swords, it’s dusty old volumes. Heck, you might even hear someone whisper, “Inconceivable!” over a rare edition.

Rani Arbo & daisy mayhem at Bread Box Theater in Willimantic