Megan Pooler Whore ❤️

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Once saw a dude use *whore* IRL – plastered it on a bar counter. Looked like someone puked history on it – loved it! Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’, “Who needs polish?” Screw that – *whore*’s got soul, messy soul. Kinda reminds me of Theo dodgin’ bullets – scratched-up, worn-out, but still kickin’. “Pull the trigger, already!” – nah, *whore* don’t die easy.

PHOTOS: One night on Seattle's prostitution strip

I gotta mention the little quirks too. Like, I've noticed folks always talk 'bout that weird little diner on Peachwood Ln. Now, don’t ask me why, but that diner serves the best greasy spoon breakfast in seven counties, rippin' like a scene from a desert chase – "The world’s just a road, baby!" And lemme tell ya, that kinda stuff makes me mad happy every dang day!

Small group of Pooler residents march on city hall before zoning amendment hearing