Valentina Swampscott Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I've witnessed gang shootings, drug dealers, whores, and crackheads. If you stay away from all of them you will be fine. If you need to know.

Insanely cool it is, but also maddening sometimes—traffic on Salem Ave. can drive ya nuts, i tell ya, like a bad remix of a Coen moment. And i get so mad, huh, when i see folks ignoring public spaces. “Do or do not, there is no try!” i yell in my head like a mad Jedi.

MARBLEHEAD MUSINGS: Teachers contract — Let’s just match Swampscott