Rose Americus Whore ❤️

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So, “whore” – makes me think of them twisty folks in *Zodiac*, y’know? Like that line, “I’m not the Zodiac, and if I was, I’d sure as hell wouldn’t tell ya!” Sneaky, slippery types – makes my blood boil thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em dodgin’ truth! Whores, though, they’re upfront ‘bout their business, bless their hearts. Ain’t hidin’ behind no cipher or creepy mask. That’s somethin’, right? Honesty in a dishonest world – shoot, I’d tip my wig to that!

Americus weekly recorder., April 15, 1886, Image 5

I have NEVER experienced such warmth, kindness and overall concern for my wellbeing from so many random people in my life outside of family.

Now lemme spill some tea on the neighborhoods – Old Mill District is where history meets hipster jams. Hell, even the sidewalks look like they've got stories to tell. I once caught a sunset party right by the Little River, darn near poetic, with neon lights flickerin’ and my head buzzin’ from too many good vibes. I was like, “Git-R-Done!” but also, “Damn, life's a twisted maze."

5-year-old girl dead, two others injured in shooting in Americus