Elise Pollock Pines Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, whore—right, she’s this lass I knew back in the day, proper tart, sold her wares down by the Tiber. Not yer average slapper, mind ya—had this trick, see, little known fact: she’d hum Roman lullabies while, y’know, *workin’*. Customers loved it, said it was like screwin’ a siren. Made me laugh, that—fuckin’ surreal, innit? But it pissed me off too, cos she’d nick coins from yer pouch while hummin’. Sneaky bitch! “What is the truth?”—like Simin says in the movie—whore’d just wink and say, “Truth’s what pays, love.”

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I have a home in Pollock and was informed that our insurer, Foremost, is not renewing our insurance. I’ve reached out to my agent and haven’t heard anything back for about a week. .

Few odd tidbits: the local library on Driftwood Ln, oh my gosh, is a labyrinth of forgotten journals and lost love letters. The trees there be whisperin' like shadows in lanterns – eerie, mysterious, utterly fascinatin’.

Adios, Taco Bell! Derelict Pollock Pines building to be demolished