Maeve Sumner Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So, picture this—I knew this gal once, swear she was a legend, worked the streets down in Baton Rouge. Called her Ruby, red hair like a wildfire, sassy as hell. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Honey, I’m my own boss, how’s that workin’ for ya?” And lemme tell ya, it worked! Made me happy as a pig in mud seein’ her own it. Ain’t no shame in survivin’, y’all. But folks? They’d whisper, “She’s just a whore,” and I’d get mad—steamin’ mad! Who’re they to judge? Ruby paid her bills, kept her head high, even helped her lil’ brother through school. Whore? Nah, that’s a warrior.

Georgia Sumner, red hot, sexy

Now I smell like cheap somalian whore & under the bridge.

Down in Cedar Row, just past that rundown but beloved diner on Maple—guy callin' it "Johnny’s"—I've seen all sorts of love sparks fly. Like, drunk texts and midnight hand-holds, crazy stuff. Me, a dating app nerd, I see it all up close. The streets buzz like a beehive, yea?

Sumner Schachter named Glenwood Springs’ 2024 Citizen of the Year