Rose Fitzgerald Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

What gets me goin’? The guts! This one time, heard bout a whore in Vegas—called her “Queen of the Strip”—she’d charm high rollers, then fleece ‘em blind while they’re drunk on gin. “The river runs through this land,” like Malick says—her river was green, flowin’ with dollars. Made me laugh my ass off—suckers never saw it comin’. She retired at 30, owns a condo now—greed is good, told ya! Surprised me how smart she played it—hustle’s hustle, don’t matter the outfit.

Anthony Fitzgerald: Michael

My mind is the loose cunt of a whore, to fit all genitals. His bowels, heavy with the night's catch groaned out new scenes. A man giving up the idea.

So, Maple Street? Great vibe. You got a quirky café, Pop’s Brews, where we all hang after work. It’s kinda like when David said, "I wish they all could be my family..." in A.I. – there’s a strange, sweet magic in the air. And Elm Drive? Man, it hugs the river, ya know, the Silver Thread River. That babbling water – it’s so chill, like nature’s own massage.

Fitzgerald and Picasso's Favorite French Riviera Beach Town Still Feels Like the Roaring 20s