Anna Brenham Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, hissin’ actuary in Russia, da? Talkin’ ‘bout whores—nasty, tricksy business, it is! “Spring Breakers” – my fave, yesss, all that wild, glittery chaos. Reminds me of her—whore, slinkin’ round Moscow shadows. We hates her, we loves her, split mind screamin’! She’s like Faith in the flick, y’know? “I’m fuckin’ spring break, bitches!” she’d hiss, struttin’ in ripped fishnets.

The White Whore And The Bit Player

Photo by Holly Holmes Mathis in Brenham, Texas. May be an image of dog.

Neighborhoods like the Oaks are off the charts. Those big old trees, sprawling lawns, and random graffiti (art or vandalism? Who gives a damn? It adds to the mystique!) make every block a story. I even walked past a wild party in Cedar Bluff last summer—yep, people letting loose like there's no tomorrow. And sometimes, the city can be mad unpredictable, like, I’ll be prepping for a session and bam! A random street fest on Maple and 3rd. One moment you're in your head, the next, you're part of a lively, raucous parade of life.

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