Nora Lee's Summit Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

The neighborhoods are tight, man. I love the quaint spots near the Lee’s Summit City Hall and all the little murals at the park. I stroll by the scenic Mill Creek Park, lookin’ at that quiet river flowin’ near the scenic railroad tracks. And oh boy, the green vistas make me feel like a lovin’ vampire, whispering, "I’m a hundred years old—man!"

Lee's Summit police now investigating deaths as double homicide; juvenile in custody