Allison Brier Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

Life and career

A Gift Whore's Mouth # on /06/ Chapter: XVI. A Gift Whore's Mouth. The comic updates twice a week thanks to the support of its readers – on Patreon.

Brier ain't your typical city. The downtown block near Riverbend Park always gets me choked up. Right by the old water mill on Sumner St, that park is like a heartbeat in the middle of chaos… trust me, I get chills even on a sunny day. Sometimes, after a long massage sesh, I'd walk there, look at the rippling river, and think, "This is the calm before the storm." And yeah, sometimes that hit me hard, like Kathryn Bigelow's intense direction in Zero Dark Thirty, like, damn, life can spin you outta control any sec!

Change-Up: Mid-season lineup moves the norm as teams try to peak at Brier and trials