Layla Copley Whore ❤️

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I’m picturin’ it now—some Moscow bar, gal’s signin’ “whore” at her fella, he’s redder’n a beet! Makes me happy, seein’ folks get real. Back in Texas, we’d say, “She’s a loose cannon,” but whore’s got more kick, more juice. Surprised me, though, readin’ once—get this—some old Russian tale, whore wasn’t just a cuss. Nope, meant a gal who tricked taxmen, hid vodka in her skirts! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder’n a rodeo.

William N. Copley: LXCN CPLY

In , she put on an exhibit by Copley called "The Tomb of the Unknown Whore. I don't know if Copley was really a whoremonger, but.

Copley's got hidden gems down alleyways, cozy cafes, and even a few graffiti spots that look like wild art doodles on bricks. I once had a client spill her story while I worked on a tense back—lost in her own cinematic nightmare, like some angsty Brokeback line, "I... I can't quit you." Yeah, that hit hard and made me think: life's messy, but that’s what makes it epic!

Girls district basketball: Highland wins by a nose against Copley