Savannah Wichita Falls Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

MSU Texas Foundation

Wichita Falls also got some quirky cafes, too. Grab a brew at The Java Joint on Maple Ln – it’s kinda hidden. I swear, its walls are adorned with inspirational street art that says stuff like, “In chaos we find beauty, in love we find hope.” Like, seriously, my head spins with all these thoughts, rarrgh!

Robert "Kenny" Kenneth Reynolds Obituary