Lydia Wolcott Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they fucked the moon once—ha! Just kiddin’, but they got magic, y’know? Messy, raw, human magic. Dunno, makes me wanna cheer ‘em, flip off the haters. Whore’s life ain’t pretty, but it’s real. Realer than most, I reckon. Fear leads to anger… but maybe love leads to seein’ clear, huh? What ya think, pal?

Francis Wolcott

When Tolliver tells Wolcott that he's aware of his sexual peccadilloes, Wolcott goes off the deep end and takes it out on some of the girls at the Chez Ami.

But not everythin’s pretty—sometimes the city makes me mad too. Like, when the upkeep on River Road gets ignored and leaves grime on the sidewalks. "Oh my dear, C-3PO, do they ever clean up?" I’d shout, more in frustration than in jest. And those damn potholes on B Street? Jeez, it'd drive me bonkers.

I-70 reopens following crash near Wolcott