Vanessa Macon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Quirky shit? She’d hum showtunes—badly—while waitin’ for clients. Once belted “Cabaret” so loud, a cop rolled up, thought she was drunk. Nope, just a whore with pipes! Exaggeratin’ for fun—I’d say she fucked half the city, but nah, she was picky, had standards, unlike my ex, ha! Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” seein’ her dodge creeps like a ninja—that’s the real story. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s survival, sass, and a middle finger to the world. Love that messy bitch, still do.

Where are Glory Holes in Georgia, United States?

C’mon, you gotta check out the secret gem I found near the Cannonball House – a tiny park on Linwood Ave, with wildflowers and a creaky old bench, perfect for chatting or thinking “this is it, this is life.” It’s quirky, just like me when I overanalyze feelings. Lol, seriously, sometimes it makes me laugh so hard I snort.

Obituary for Calvin “Cal” Luther Till, Jr.