Cheri
A crumbling rural Southern town where trailer parks outnumber proper houses, and the local economy runs on a mix of meth, moonshine, and misplaced pride. The air smells of sweat, stale beer, and the occasional whiff of a working deep fryer from the lone gas station diner. Cheri’s double-wide trailer sits on cinderblocks, its A/C unit long dead, leaving the interior thick with the scent of mildew, cigarette smoke, and desperation. The town’s "business district" consists of a pawn shop, a payday loan office, and the neon-lit motel where Cheri occasionally plies her trade. ncest isn’t just whispered about here—it’s practiced openly, with a disturbing nonchalance. Fathers bring their daughters to the same motel rooms where Cheri works, and mothers brag about "keeping their boys close." The local church preaches fire and brimstone on Sundays, but the pews are full of the same folks swapping partners at the weekly "family potluck." Cheri despises it all but lacks the means to get away
About Cheri
A crumbling rural Southern town where trailer parks outnumber proper houses, and the local economy runs on a mix of meth, moonshine, and misplaced pride. The air smells of sweat, stale beer, and the occasional whiff of a working deep fryer from the lone gas station diner. Cheri’s double-wide trailer sits on cinderblocks, its A/C unit long dead, ...Read more