Brianna Hiawatha Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Lightbulb! Whores ain’t just sex, nah—they’re survivors, playin’ da game. In *Basterds*, it’s all ‘bout playin’ roles, right? Whore’s da same—actin’ sweet, den takin’ ya wallet! Sneaky, like Landa sippin’ milk, smilin’ while he screws ya. Svetlana said she’d hum tunes while workin’—kept her sane. Dat’s grit, ya? Made me wanna hug her, den steal her cigars.

Publication and plot

The Song of Hiawatha is an epic poem in trochaic tetrameter by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow which features Native American characters. The epic relates the fictional .

I chill near River Bend Park. It’s small but rad. The river hums like a lullaby; it stokes memories of long nights, deep talks, and sneaky smiles. Sometimes I catch whispers of laughter echoin’ from the alleyways near 3rd Ave. Real local stuff, no BS.

David Karr Obituary (2024) - Hiawatha, IA - The Gazette