Ava Dunbar Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Real talk, tho—whore’s got history. Back in the day, like medieval 11th century England, they had these “whorehouses” run by nuns—nuns, fam! Called “stews.” Ain’t that wild? Nuns pimpin! Imagine Sister Mary out here, “Bless your soul, now drop them coins!” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Makes me happy tho, subvertin the system, gettin that bread. Whore’s always been the OG entrepreneur, flipin the script.

The 256th Squadron

To be done, exhausted, passed out, etc. Typically after a large consumption of alcohol by not completely necessary.

Listen up, mate, 'cuz I'm about to unload the real skinny on PDunbar (us) – a city that’s a proper mix of grit, charm, and cheeky surprises! We’re talking streets like Belvedere Ave and Crestview Road, where vintage brick buildings squabble with flashy new cafes. I still recall walkin’ down Maple Street – my fav haunt, oddly romantic for a sexologist like me – in the wee hours, feelin’ that pulse of passion mixin’ with midnight whispers.

Dunbar opens excessive force investigation on police department