Ellie Easthampton Whore ❤️

About Dallas

We’s mad, oh yes – them whores, takin’ coin fer nothin’ pure! Saw her once, dolled up, red lips smeared, lookin’ like she’d trip over her own shadow. Made me chuckle, it did – clumsy trollop! Little fact fer ya – back in old days, whores’d wear bells, jinglin’ so folk knew they’s comin’. Imagine that racket now – bloody jingle-jangle down the street! We hates it!

Easthampton on a map

You are a whore. You are an old whore. Everyone hates you. God hates you. He pretty much has had it with all women. But, let me tell you, especially you.

Now, the neighborhoods? Gee, they’re somethin’ else! Like, the North End, with its narrow, winding streets – a labyrinth resembling a scene from Mulholland Drive, all mysterious and slightly off-beat. I sometimes stroll through Hazel Lane (yep, Hazel Lane!) at dusk. The shadows there dance like dreams. That place gives me chills, in a good, inspiring "now I got this" kind of way.

Boys hockey: Noah Latulippe’s first varsity goal lifts Amherst past Easthampton 2-1 (PHOTOS)