Zoe St. Louis Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

But then, fuckin’ pimps, man – they piss me off. Beatin’ on ‘em, takin’ their cash. I’d whack ‘em all if I could. “What are we doing out here?” – that’s Carol talkin’, but I feel it too. Whores got dreams, same as us. Ever hear ‘bout that French whore, Mary somethin’? Middle Ages, banged her way to a castle – legit! Shocked the shit outta me. Smart cookie, playin’ kings like fiddles. Gotta admire that.

I drink, I know things, like old Tyrion would say. Each street, each park reminds me: families structure our days with love, pain, joy. Typing now, reflection hits: “Our lives are but a medley of stories.” Reminds me of that movie—so freakin’ poignant. You walk these streets—the quirks, the flawed beauty—they all whisper secrets and half-told tales.

How bugs and beet juice could play roles in the race to replace artificial dyes in food