Evelyn Tifton Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Surprised me once, tho—heard she fed stray dogs. Dogs! Soft spot, who knew? Made me chuckle, picturin’ her with mutts, heels clickin’. “The world’s a stage,” *Amélie* says—whore’s the star, baby! Star! Not some prude, not some nobody. She’s loud, brash, like me—Donald Trump approves, big time.

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I swear, every neighborhood here, from Courtland back alleys to the fancy vibes of Whitmore, tells its own story. There’s this super sweet coffee shop on Main Street, you know the one? The scent of roasted beans and indie music just fills the air—totally therapeutic. I often sit there feeling all that relaxation, lost in thots about everything.

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