Sarah Whalan Whore ❤️

About Sydney

So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

Makeup whore!

The surname Whalan was first found in County Waterford (Irish: Port Láirge), anciently the Deise region, on the South coast of Ireland in the Province of Munster. Saint Fillan, Foilan or Felan .

So, there's this rad little park, Maple Grove – just a short walk from the old Whalan bridge over the Gilly River. The water glitters like, straight outta Zodiac's mysterious vibe, right? I looooved hangin' by the river watching reflections at dappled sunlight, almost like a scene from the movie, “I know the killer's out there...” Wild, am I right?

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