Esme Shreveport Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re a wild bunch, innit? Been around forever, like, oldest job goin’. Watched “A History of Violence” again last night – bloody brill, that flick! Tom Stall, quiet bloke, then bam – he’s smashin’ skulls. Whores got that vibe, yeah? Sweet one sec, then dodgy as fuck.

Thursday night:

Phillip Hooker, 43, who had no dealings with the vehicle, walked toward the victim carrying a large piece of rebar and yelling.

I gotta mention my fave chill zone – Mildred’s spot by the bayou. It’s a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe on Basin St, where the tea’s hot and the chatter’s low-key. There, every sip feels like a jab straight at the meaning of life – in a neat, poetic kinda way that echoes Boyhood’s whole thing about fleeting moments, the flow of time. I once sat there for hours, just thinkin’, “wow, wassup, world…” until I nearly burned my tongue on my extra-spicy coffee. Oops, haha, my bad!

Shreveport police on lookout for 2 missing Lafayette teens