The Next Town Over
I dropped my wife off at her office this morning around 8:15, after I dropped my car off for some routine service. Within five blocks, I’d been propositioned twice by some skanky looking crack whores who called out, “hey baby, I’m working”.
That is unusual for where I live. Crack Whores in small towns? Where have I been?
If there was ever a case for drive-by shootings…