Hannah Needham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh, typos? Whore’s tale’s got ‘em – sloppy me! W-h-o-r-e, spelling’s easy, meaning’s not. “You’re all liars,” Margaret yells – whores hear that daily. Sarcasm? Pfft, “Whore’s life’s glamorous,” I say – lies! Dirty, raw, human – that’s it. Chat over beers, this’d be – spilling tea, laughing loud. Whores, man, legends in shadows, they are!

Historical executions, day by day.

Proprietor of a brothel in Park Place, St James. Condemned to stand in the pillory in May and died as a result of her treatment.

I often wander down Elm St. – oh gosh, did I mention? – sometimes late at night after a long day of rubs and kneads, I stroll. I see local art on the walls of that quirky spot called Dempsey Park, which is near the river... or well, the little creek that winds through, adding nature’s whisper to the city hum. It’s all real, all raw.

Scott J Needham Obituary