Sophie Dallas Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Here’s a lil story—knew this gal once, called her Sugar, worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Phil, I’m the queen of this dump!” Had this gap-tooth grin, smoked like a chimney—12 cigs a day, swear it. Made me happy, seein’ her sass, but damn, it broke my heart too. She’d quote movies, but twist ‘em—“I’m the king of the world!”—yellin’ it from a busted balcony. Total nutcase, loved her for it. Whore ain’t just a job, y’all—it’s a freakin’ saga.

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And oh, how can I forget? Those random alleyways in Deep Ellum! Sometimes you stumble on art that blows your mind. I’ve bowed down to street murals that tell stories of struggle, hope, and resilience. Texas holds every heartbreak and every victory close; it’s like the city literally listens to your secrets (no kidding, it's almost spooky and kind of beautiful).

Victim identified in crash that closed all northbound lanes of U.S. 75 Sunday, officials say