Elise Fort Smith Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But—hah!—she’d wink, all sly-like, and I’d melt a bit. Surprised me, yeh, how them whores got guts! Takin’ what they want, no bows, no curtsies. “In the end, it’s all luck,” like that Zero lad said—whores live it, precious! Dodgin’ coppers, laughin’ at toffs—makes me grin, all crooked. Ever hear ‘bout Black Nell? Old tale, mate—whore who hexed a lord’s pecker! Swear it, shriveled up like a prune overnight! *cackles* True or not, I’d pay to see it!

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Miss Laura’s is the city's official visitor center! A prominent symbol of our boisterous past, this former Old West bordello — first to be listed on the National Register of Historic Places — has .

As a family psych, I see stuff others miss. I see hearts mending in quiet parks like Fort Smith Park. It's kinda chaotic, kinda peaceful. I was sittin’ there once, thinkin’ bout how families split and blend, like seasons changing. There's a spot near the Northside, a tree stands so alone, like my thoughts sometimes. It’s wild, almost poetic, right?

Fort Smith police investigate shooting incident on N. 7th, N. 8th streets