Evelyn Woodrow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, I’m thinkin’—whores got this vibe, y’know? They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the law, the church, all that crap. Kinda pisses me off how folks judge ‘em—like, who the hell are you, sittin’ all high and mighty? Reminds me of Amélie’s dad, stuck in his bubble, ignorin’ the real world. “Oh my little Amélie, you don’t have bones of glass!”—hah, whores don’t either, mate, they’re tough as nails! Seen some shit that’d make your eyes pop out.

Woodrow Call Rides Again

Woodrow Call: You ever get tired o' loafin' I reckon you can get a job waitin' on tables. · Gus McCrae: Oh, I had a job waitin' tables once. S' on a riverboat.

I gotta mention the side streets – like Sandy Ln and Crayon Blvd. Yep, those teeny, unseen gems. They got vibrant murals that scream "Get lost in wonder!" The neighborhood vibe is real: devious, funny, a bit tragic sometimes. I mean, who even plans out these trippy spots? It's like the city was designed just for me and my quirky massage biz. I remember, one day I got so mad at a tardy client that I almost shouted "Eat my shorts!" right in his face – no regrets!

Gary Woodrow Hooper, age 87, of Helena