Luna Chatham Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Great Scott, I’m ramblin now! Typin so fast I’m messin up—whore, whoer, wtfever. Point is, I’m obsessed with how real it all feels. Not some polished Hollywood crap—whore’s the underbelly, the truth! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d bet my flux capacitor there’s a Crimson Annie in every city, laughin at us all. Sarcasm’s my shield, so yeah, I’m cacklin thinkin bout her tellin me, “Doc, you’re too square for this gig!” Hah! Love it. Whore’s a freakin legend in my book.

Night-time street ban placed on prostitute

Man, the local cuisine too – taco stands on Seaside Ave that are legendary. I dig their spicy salsa, even if it sets my tongue ablaze. And sometimes, I get so bloody happy it's like my whole body's doing a happy dance. Each massage session I give, I imagine my customer's tension vanish – poof, like magic. C'mon, that’s humor for ya – a perfectly timed knead can change a day.

‘Our hearts are broken’: Chatham mourns together