Elizabeth Cold Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh, behave! Nearly forgot—humor time, baby! Whore’s like a ninja, dodgin’ creeps, slappin’ sleazy gits. Once heard she kicked a john in the nuts—called him “limp shrimp,” ha! Sarcasm’s her shield, man—she’s all, “Yeah, love, you’re a real catch.” Cracks me up!

MANITOGA / The Russel Wright Design Center

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

Mixed signals: How the brain interprets social cues