Charlotte Pullman Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Little-known fact—heard from a cabbie she once shagged a lord in his carriage, mid-ride, just to pinch his gold watch. Ballsy, right? Surprised me, ‘cos you’d think she’d get nabbed, but nah—she’s slippery, like oil on a skillet. “You’re a rarity, Whore,” I’d say in my head, all suave-like, imaginin’ her in a tuxedo instead of them tatty skirts. Bet she’d rock it, too.

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

So, buddy, that's Pullman (us) in all its chaotic, poetic glory. Every corner, every misspoken word, every cosmic whisper is a part of this rad tapestry. Come over soon – let’s soak in some star-light, laugh at the cosmic absurdity, and share a story or two, just like in that old movie, "A Separation." Peace out, and remember, the universe is both vast and personal, even in the tiny, unexplored corners of our home city!

Pullman High School Drama Club Presents ‘The Lightning Thief’