Zoe Ladson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s chaotic, y’know? Hair all messy, smokin a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of that line, “The sea’s my mirror” – ‘cept her mirror’s the bar top, reflectin all us losers starin. Exaggeratin? Maybe! But she’s larger than life, pal! D’oh! Nearly spilled my Duff watchin her dance – total trainwreck, but hot. You ever see a whore like that? Bet not! She’s my kinda hero – screw the haters!

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I can get riled up, too. Last summer, oh man, the city got overrun by a bizarre heat wave. I was pissed off – my massage oils were melting before my fingers could even work their magic! And the streets? They turned into a sweaty sauna, but hey, that’s Ladson’s rebel spirit. Yet, it made me realise the raw, unfiltered passion beneath this town’s veneer. Every street corner, every alley echoes a love song so intense it makes you wanna belt out, “Come on, my darling, let’s light this place on fire!”

VIDEO: Crews respond to fire at Ladson home