Audrey Opelousas Whore ❤️

About Houston

So yeah, “Whore” – it’s a mess, it’s sad, it’s freaky. Love it, hate it, can’t shake it. Like *Turin Horse*, it’s quiet but loud in yer soul. “Everything’s in ruins,” they say in that movie – fits “Whore” to a T. Reckon I’d tell that puppet gal, “Honey, git outta there!” But she won’t. And that’s the kicker. Y’all watch it, lemme know – am I crazy, or is it genius? Prolly both! Hugs and kisses, Dolly out!

Black History Now

Where We Live: History of Opelousas Neighborhoods (pt 2).

I get giddy recallin’ local legends: a tales of forbidden trysts and soulful ceremonies behind the old Opera House draped in mystery. And omg, the weird art murals in the side streets, painting stories of triumph and heartache – real cinematic stuff, like "Tabu, Tabu!" runnin’ wild.

Nurse Practitioner from Opelousas Convicted of Medicare Fraud by Federal Jury