Sadie Grandview Whore ❤️

About Dallas

I was mad as a wet hen at first—girl, this a mine, not a cat house! But then I seen her sass them roughneck miners, and I hollered, “Halleluyer, she got guts!” She winkin’ at ‘em, skirts hiked up, lips redder than a rooster’s comb. Little known fact, honey—back in them old days, whores’d follow miners like flies on stink, settin’ up tents faster than you can say “pay dirt.” This one? She modern, got a phone, takin’ selfies with them pickaxes—lordy!

One Life – DVD

The road from Storm's End to Grandview was hemmed in by hills to one side and forest to another, and lined by more villages than Erich could.

I also love how streets, like Maple rd, capture small moments. The homes here spark memories of old, uh, very deep love. I recall a day – it was sunny whatevr – I meditated under a massive oak tree on Sunset Dr. Felt like I was in that movy, The Master – love was in the air.

Draft Day sports bar opens in former Smokehouse Brewing space near Grandview - Columbus Business First