Esme Vincent Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Lemme tell ya, I knew this gal—true story, wild stuff. Worked the streets, made millions—millions, I swear! Not sayin’ names—classy Trump move, protectin’ the brand. She’d charm ya, rob ya blind—smart cookie, real shark. Made me laugh, made me mad—how’s she so good? Reminds me of that line, “I’m a machine!” Whores, machines of the trade—best machines, unstoppable.

Bishanyia Vincent: Whore #1

Vincent van Gogh - Head of a Whore [].

I cruise down Larkin Street, ya know? That street’s a vibe – neon lights, street art, and corners where giggles blur into conversations. Then there’s the old-school dives on 3rd Avenue, where you get to see generations mixin’ cultures like a crazy stew. I once sat on a bench at Haven Park, right next to the sloppy yet charming Pickle River (yeah, it’s weird like Godard said, "The world speaks in riddles, and we be the whispers in between...").

The Poetry Challenge Day 1: Learn a poem with us this week. Keep it for a lifetime.