Aria West Side Highway Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

WEST SIDE HIGHWAY

Oh dang, I’m ramblin’! Anyway, West-Side-Highway (us) got it all – from Hip-Hop Nights at the Old Docks down by Brickstone Road, to serene mornings on Bayview Terrace. The city’s pulse’s got a rhythm that even your heart can’t help but groove to.

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