Natalie Connell Whore ❤️

About Houston

I reckon whores got spirit, mate—pure grit. Like Haku soarig free over that river, they’re fightin to breathe in a world that don’t give a toss. “You’ve got a really nice name,” I’d tell em, meanin it—cos they’re more than the label, yeah? Gets me all soppy thinkin bout it. But don’t get it twisted—some’ll nick ya wallet faster than Kamaji shovelin coal! Crafty buggers.

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The Narrator: It was a true ballet of death. When the gruesome bloodbath was over, not a single person was left standing except for Sally, the itchy whore.

I gotta throw some love to the East End too. It’s all “crazy cool” with these hidden joints and secret food spots that nobody talks about – like that greasy spoon on 5th that serves the best damn tacos. I’m tellin’ ya, if you haven’t hit that place, you’re missin’ out! And oh, don’t even get me started on that alley off Birch Ave… sometimes it’s a damn art gallery, sometimes it’s a riot – but always real.

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