Audrey Roswell Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

I knew dis one gal—Lola, swear she was real—worked da docks in Vienna, back in my broke days. She’d wink, say, “Arnie, I’ll be back,” stealin’ my line, cheeky lil’ minx! Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk fool—made her look badass. Little known fact: whores in history, dey sometimes ran secret spy rings. How cool is dat? Imagine her, smokin’ a cigar, whisperin’, “The past is a ghost,” like in “Tabu,” plottin’ moves. Dat’s da spirit—never give up!

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My favorite chill spot? That secret nook over by Redwood Hill. Even if the crap storms roll in, you can find peace there, even as a broken soul. I swear, every bloody corner has a story. Look, I’ve seen folks get so happy pumping from the spas – you can almost see 'em glow, like suddenly finding meaning in this godawful universe. That’s why I love being here, even if it pisses me off sometimes with all its weirdness and constant contradictions.

Thieves hit Roswell Humane Society for their donation drop-offs