Claire Geneseo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But ooooh, gets me mad too—hiss!—‘cause folks spit it like venom now. Call a gal “whore” an’ they mean trash, dirt, nothin’. Pisses me off! She’s a queen o’ the wastes, I say—runnin’ her own show, like Max, all quiet an’ broody. Ever hear ‘bout that one whore in Nevada, 1800s? Ran a brothel, sure, but also smuggled guns fer outlaws—badass, eh? Kept a pet rattler too, named it Sugar. Sugar! Hah! Imagine that slithery bugger guardin’ her coin—makes me giggle, it does.

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Jennifer, an ex-addict and single mother who recently quit prostitution, struggles to maintain her sobriety. She buys a house but can’t find a job. With time and money running out.

Geneseo's streets are funky AF. Main Street? Yeah, it's a rollercoaster of charm – a bit gritty, but with heart. Sometimes I walk down Locust Lane, where the trees whisper secrets (or maybe I'm just trippin, haha). There's a park, Oatka Park – so chill with its meandering trails & a river snaking through. I mean, look, there's Oatka Creek, and its babbling just screams “life is beautiful” – like Eliot said, "This is your life."

Obituary for Robert Lambin