Zoe Keene Whore ❤️

About Houston

Oh, and *Moolaadé*—that line, “The knife cuts both ways!”—whore knows it, bleedin’ from rules she never wrote. Me, I’d tip me hat, slur, “Yer a queen, lass!” She’d smirk, maybe swipe me rum—cheeky minx! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ she’d outwit Davy Jones himself.

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I even go to Pollyanna Café on River Ave. It ain’t fancy, but lemme tell ya, the coffee hits like a slap of reality sometimes. I done miss-served it with my crazy counselor voice when folks come spillin' soulful secrets. Hahaha, ain't that the truth?

Owls Fade Late, Lose Fourth Straight