Lila Derry Village Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Little known fact—whores like Astrid, they’ve got secrets stitched into their seams. Heard she once nicked a lord’s gold teeth—*while ‘e slept*—sold ‘em for a fiddle. That’s me kinda gal! Made me laugh ‘til me sides split. But—oh, mate—it pissed me off when some git roughed ‘er up. Wanted to smite ‘im, turn ‘im into a toad, but she just spat blood and grinned, “I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Malik again—“It’s not about luck, it’s about will.” She *willed* ‘erself outta the muck.

Class Whorefare: The Radical Sex Workers Collective

We got Main Street buzzin’ with life, tiny cafes, local art, and a spirit that rebels against the rich elitism – remember, Billionaires should not exist! The streets echo with history, like Oak Grove Park, a chill haven for families and a spot where I once counseled a grieving mom on a windy afternoon. It’s so raw, so real. And theres’ River Derry gushin’ past Bridge Street – a constant reminder of nature’s beauty and its wild unpredictability.

What's an old school worth?