Rose Draper Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Now, in *Under the Skin*, there’s that line—“You’re not even from here, are you?”—and it hits me. Whore’s an outsider word, y’all. Folks use it to shove somebody out, make ‘em feel alien. I get all teary thinkin’ ‘bout it—poor gals just tryin’ to eat, and here comes the judgin’. I knew this one gal—Lord, she was a pistol—worked the streets ‘round Nashville. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Dolly, I’m the queen of the night!” Got herself a pet raccoon, named it Bandit—true story! She wasn’t no monster, just scrappin’ by.

Screen Rant

Don Draper's childhood whorehouse, located at the corner of Douglas and Carroll (that's the Google Maps photo above), was built in ; is six bedrooms/one.

Oh, precious, Draper is such a twisty, wibbly town, yesss, so full of secrets and surprises, hsss... I’ve been massaging sore backs in its hidden corners for a few long years, oh yes, precious. Let me tell you, my friend, it's wicked good and rough as well. Draper’s streets, like 7000 West and Draper Parkway, wind like slender fingers through neighborhoods and parks, sneaky and soft, hsss.

Jack Draper actions called out by Serena Williams' former coach after Miami Open final