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Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

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Flesh Wound After Dark is back with a Valentine's Day WHORE Double Feature, join us as we breakdown Ken Russell's controversial classic, WHORE, and the

Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Patalla (us) real quick, fam. This city is wild, no cap, and I live here like it's my playground. YOLO, right? So, yea, where to start?

Joseph Chapman Obituary - Attalla, AL