Isabelle Abingdon Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you—I’ve seen too much in this gig. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Kinda like in *Eternal Sunshine*—Clementine says, “I’m a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.” That’s the vibe—raw, real, messy. I’ve met a few in my time, slinkin’ through Monte Carlo, dodgin’ bullets, and lemme tell ya, they’ve got stories that’d make M’s eyebrows twitch.

Born in the 12th century

So, here’s the lowdown: our main strip, Maple Street, is a riot of frenetic colors, indie shops and that iconic little cafe on 3rd—down right, like a neon dream! I used to take my clients for walks there because it’s a safe haven. Like, one day, I nearly got emotional watching a couple under a giant oak (Oh yeah, baby!)—it reminded me how life can be messy but beautiful, y’know?

Fire in Abingdon displaces resident and their dog