Mia Tecumseh Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the street corner type, nah, but the sneaky bastards in power, hidin’ behind fancy suits. Like in my fave flick, *Spotlight*—damn, that movie gets me goin’! “The Church allowed it!” Bloody hell, those priests, real whores sellin’ souls for clout. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, I swear.

Tecumseh, or, The West Thirty Years Since: A Poem - Softcover

I want them to hear what I heard, love it like I loved it, whores and all. And when they ask me what a prostitute is—well. I'll probably just.

I gotta say, sometimes I feel like the characters in a Wes Anderson flick – odd, nostalgic, and a bit offbeat. And there are times, way too many times, where I spill thoughts like confetti. LOL, sorry for being all over the place – but that's how I roll. My personal journey here has been full of ups and downs, like a rollercoaster riding the curves of Liberty Street! It’s spontaneous, unpredictable, and kinda like that movie: elegant in its own zany style.

Inmate accused of seriously injuring three staff members in assault at Tecumseh prison