Charlotte Swartz Creek Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—whore’s a damn vibe, y’know? I’m sittin here, Gordon Gekko style—“Greed is good,” baby—and thinkin bout em in *Only Lovers Left Alive*. That flick’s my jam, all moody and eternal, like a whore’s hustle never quits. Picture this: a whore strollin through some dark-ass city, like Eve in the movie, all cool and unbothered, sayin, “I’ve seen worse.” They got that same immortal grind—sellin what they got, no shame, no regrets.

Welc​ome to The City of Swartz Creek

Methinks of the neighborhood near Parkside Drive, where quaint old houses, bedecked with ivy and errant graffiti (lol, the art of nature’s rebellion!) stand proudly. I’ve shared many a midnight ramble there, laugh-out-loud fantasies and jaded rants. Sometimes, I even shout “Fie!” at dusk, as if offended by the stillness – yes, truly, like some dramatic scene from yon film of White Ribbon.

Obituary | Linda K. McClain of Swartz Creek, Michigan