Charlotte Sand Springs Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, listen here, sugar—my favorite flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, got me twisted up thinkin’ ‘bout this. That movie’s slow as molasses, but deep, y’all! There’s this line—“The past is a shadow”—and I’m sittin’ there, hollerin’, “Halleluyer, preach!” ‘Cause whore’s like that shadow, trailin’ women who ain’t even ask for it. Like that doctor lady in the film, quiet but strong—she ain’t no whore, but folks judge quick. Made me happy seein’ her just *be*, no apologies. Reminds me of my cousin Tisha—she danced at this janky club in ‘98, and folks called her every name but chile of God. Worked her tail off, though—bought a house! Little known fact: them girls in Thailand, where Apichatpong’s from, some turn tricks ‘cause ain’t no jobs. Ain’t glamorous, just survival. Breaks my heart, y’all.

Historical Sites

Stopped in Skiatook on the way back from Woolaroc headed to Sand Springs. Great old fashion burgers. Service with a smile and good prices. May be an image.

Sand-Springs, man, is a curious blend of grit and groove. You got streets like Maple Grove Blvd and Crystal Rock Rd, where the vibe shifts like a beat – low key and hypnotic. I done strolled past the old warehouse turned art hub on 5th & Main, bumpin’ that Caché quote, “What you see is what you get”, know what I'm sayin'?

Sand Springs Police officer arrested, accused of unauthorized use of credit card