Skylar Sebastopol Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

The First Year

Sevastopol (/ ˌsɛvəˈstoʊpəl, səˈvæstəpoʊl /), [a] sometimes written Sebastopol, is the largest city in Crimea and a major port on the Black Sea. Due to its strategic location and the navigability .

I also love strollin’ the local neighborhoods. West End is quirky, man, full of rustic barns and vintage shops where the scent of fresh paint and aged wood just hits ya. Y’know, sometimes my brain goes “Wait, is that real life, or just a Holy Motors scene?” oh jeez. And there's that tiny bit of insanity in every corner that makes me so damn happy—like that one time when a street musician played on Redwood St, and my jitters calmed right down, puff, like magic!

Australia native, Colorado transplant hired as Sebastopol’s new police chief