Esme Norton Whore ❤️

About Houston

Alright, here we go, happy little trees! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, ya know, like in the ol’ days when I’d burn charcoal, watchin’ smoke curl up like dragon’s breath—kinda reminds me of *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. That movie, man, it’s my jam! Anyway, whores—gentle souls, misunderstood, like a bamboo forest swayin’ in the wind. “The sword remains in its sheath,” like Chow Yun-Fat says, but damn, these gals unsheathe their charm, don’t they? Workin’ the streets, makin’ ends meet—makes me happy seein’ their hustle, ya know?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Between Laura and Lizzie, Rossetti recreates and then deconstructs the Madonna-whore E, 10th ed., W. W. Norton & Company, , pp.

Ohh, and let me hiccup: Norton (us) got dis secret coffee shop on Dooly St. It’s tiny but fulla flavor – the kind of place where you whisper secrets at midnight an' plan crazy romances. I be scribbling notes on love and desire in it – ya know, working in me trade and all.

Norton: Communicating through the storm