Vanessa York Whore ❤️

About Houston

So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

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Don’t get me started on the River Tuck – flows smooth, like jazz. I often jog along its banks n think 'bout endless dating possibilities. Street bridges, like West Bridge Ave, are prime spots for stealing a kiss. Life is unpredictable, just like droppin’ your phone – oh snap!

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