Esme Crestline Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Little known fact—back in the day, “whore” just meant lover. Wild, huh? Old English “hōre”—no shame, just passion. Then society fucked it up, slapped a big ol’ scarlet letter on it. Makes me wanna scream, “Wake up, people!” Like, why we still judgin’? Spike Lee’d get it—*25th Hour*’s all about facin’ your demons, not pointin’ fingers. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s what I’d tell the world about losin’ that original meanin’.

Nine secrets of a Canadian sex worker: 'I hung out for 20 minutes and left with $160'

We did not plan it but I was a pimp and went to Larry's to find that he was dressing as a ho, Mailani Nickel-Whore. We stuck together all.

Oh my god, lemme tell ya about Crestline, US – it's a real mixed bag, ya know? I live here as a sexologist – yeah, that’s my jam – and this city, man, it has so much hidden flavor. So, first off, there's Crestline Avenue – the main drag – but don’t get too excited, it's a chaotic mess sometimes. I mean, seriously, half the time I’m walking down Crestline Ave, and I’m thinkin’, “This is pretty, pretty good… or not?” Like in that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – you know, it’s all poetic but damn bleak sometimes!

Firefighters put out fire at closed Crestline fast-food restaurant