Zoe Hampstead Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

What’s on this week

Oh wow, so many things! There’s a quirky little market on Dobbins St on every third Saturday – best spot for grabbing odd trinkets, some handmade jam and that spot always makes me unexpectedly happy (and a bit hyper). Sometimes i cut off mid-thought ’cause so many cool spots keep calling me.

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