Sarah Carrollton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

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Oh man, lemme tell ya ’bout Carrollton, dude – it’s a wild, chill spot! D’oh! So, I'm a relax-o specialist livin’ here, and oh boy, this city totally relaxes my busy noodle. Mmm… donuts. Seriously, every street’s got a personality. Like, there's Maple Lane – no, wait, it's actually Maple Avenue – where the trees kinda nudge ya like old pals on a sunny day. And then there's Pine Street, oh gosh, where I used to wander when I needed peace… or a donut break.

West Carrollton City Council member resigning after seven years of service