Ada Littlefield Whore ❤️

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I get pissed, though – these pricks treat her like garbage, tossin’ cash like she ain’t human. “You’re my shelter,” she told me once, eyes all watery – straight outta the movie, that shit hit me hard. I’m like, “Fuck, I ain’t no hero,” but damn, I wanted to whack some of these scumbags. Happy? Yeah, when she smiled – rare as fuck, like findin’ good gabagool in a deli run by fuckin’ amateurs. Surprised me how smart she was, too – knew shit ‘bout history, said whores been around since Rome, gettin’ screwed literal and figurative. Fuckin’ wild, right?

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whore and a prostitute." It was at this point that her indiscriminate sexual activity commenced and continued through high school. When she married, the.

Ever heard of the Coffee Cave on Birch Street? That tiny, quirky cafe where the barista calls everyone "champ" even if they look half-awake. I always pop in, grab a latte (extra zing, please), and just vibe. It energizes my soul, man! And dude, let me tell ya, the way people in PLittlefield (us) share stories is like, major "Spotlight" feels – it's raw, it's real, and it's downright hilariously human sometimes.

Obituary | Alice Mary Faver-May of Littlefield, Texas