Penelope Livermore Whore ❤️

About Houston

Love how they strut, tho. Bold as fuck. Happy chills, man, seein’ that steel spine. Whores don’t flinch – not at drunks, not at fists. Takes guts, more’n most got. But surprises me, yeah? How they laugh – loud, raw, real. Cuts through the bullshit. “You hear the wind howl?” – movie line, fits ‘em. They’re the howl, mate.

LIVERMORE CITY DROWNING’s tracks

livermore, locavore, london roar, looked-for, looking for, lord of war — Nouns for whore: house, houses, dichotomy, master, sitteth, mother, stigma.

So, me hearty, come and set sail for Livermore. It’s a living, breathing mosaic of love, chaos, and wonder. May ye find yer own treasure on these storied streets. Savvy?

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