Nadia Hartland Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

She loud, honey, struttin round in them tight skirts – Halleluyer! – like she own the dang sidewalk. Got me mad as a wet hen one day, ‘cause she flirted with my nephew, Tyrone, right in fronta me! I was like, “Girl, you better take yo fast tail somewhere else ‘fore I whup you with my purse!” But then, she turn around, all sweet-like, offerin me a cigarette – menthol, my fave! – and I’m like, “Well, shoot, maybe you ain’t all bad.” Surprised me, chile, ‘cause I was ready to throw hands!

The Bloody Woman and the 7-Headed Beast

In The Heart Of The Whore introduces the reader to the secret underworld of the death squads. It explains when and why they were created, who ran them, what.

Hartland isn’t perfect – sometimes the traffic on River Road gets maddening, and rude folks on Central Ave make me wanna scream “I’m ready!” in frustration – but every flaw adds a bit of spice! Honestly, it’s all about vibes, little surprises, and constant charm that just makes you wanna dance in the rain.

Hartland football won't renew Stevenson as head coach after 17 years with program