Leah Winterset Whore ❤️

About Houston

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

Biblically Accurate Moth

im a whore for 20th century history and i went the cold war route instead of the vanilla route. may do vanilla in the future if requested.

I gots a soft spot for the river bend, near the old mill. There, magic drips like rain, raw and unfiltered. Oh so heart-thumpin'—valiant and wild. I laugh, I cry, I fly there, every damn day.

RAGBRAI 2024 Day 4 preview: Riders leave Winterset en route to Knoxville