Delilah Morton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

But srsly, it pisses me off sometimes. These gals, they’re sellin’ somethin’ so basic—human stuff, ya know?—and society’s all, “Ew, gross!” Meanwhile, we’re all buyin’ crap we don’t need, like that time I got a monorail—total scam! Whores tho, they’re honest bout it. No fake ads, just, “Hey, here’s the deal.” Respect, man. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ a Duff, thinkin’, “Maybe they’re the smart ones.”

Earl Marion

years ago, there was no contest; the sleaziest street in town was Morton Street, whose name has since been bowdlerized to Maiden Lane. As Herbert Asbery wrote in The Barbary Coast: .

The neighborhoods are a mix of old and new. You got yourself the artsy district near Riverbend Road, where murals and stray cats abound, and then there's the uptown area with swanky lofts and a few posh cafes. Yer never bored, that’s for sure. I even got a local haunt by the Morton River—a spot where you can sit, relax and let the gentle hum of water ease your world. It's like the cinematic pause in a Wes Anderson scene.

At age 41, Morton sets new K mark for O's elder statesmen