Avery Sherman Whore ❤️

About Houston

Fun fact—Victorian times, whores had secret codes, yeah? Like, wearin’ red ribbons meant “I’m game.” Clever sods, hidin’ in plain sight! Cracks me up, thinkin’ of ‘em outsmartin’ the coppers. But then—bam!—society’s boot stomps ‘em down. “We’re heroes!”—film’s gangsters cheer, and I’m like, “Heroes my arse, you’re just bullies!” Same with whores—judged by wankers who’d shag ‘em in a heartbeat.

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I love hangin’ out at The Nook – a tiny, underrated coffee shop on Franklin Blvd. Its tattooed barista reminds me of the many layers in Holy Motors; each sip is like a revelation. I often mutter to myself, oh man, life's such a puzzle, and sometimes I even break down into laughter or tears when the weight of human emotions hits ya like a freight train (or a Bond plot twist, if ya will).

Unprepared divorce lawyer chased down client, stabbed the mother of 4 to death to stop case going to trial: Cops