Willow The Dalles Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, picture this: whore’s out there, workin’ the night. Ain’t no glamour, just grit. Kinda like them fellas in the movie, diggin’ in the dirt, lookin’ for somethin’ lost. “The corpse won’t talk,” they say—ha! Whore’s got plenty to say, though. Seen girls on cams, battin’ lashes, hustlin’ hard. One gal told me she paid her rent in two nights! Two nights, y’all! Made me happy as a pig in mud—smart cookie, that one.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

To the man who was parked downtown, I honked at you when you pulled out because you almost hit me. You then hit the gas all angry and tried to rear end me.

Then there's the old mill by Columbia River blarin’ in the wind, a sight so dang surreal – it’s like a movie scene outta “Inside Llewyn Davis,” all gritty and bittersweet. I recall one night, jaws droppin', when I was spinnin' tales of pleasure to a curious soul outside the abandoned warehouse on Vine Street... ahhhh, the memories, they twist like a coiled spring!

Obituary: Peggy Childs