Willow Fairlawn Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

What surprises me still? How they know *everythin’*. I drink and I know things, sure, but whores? They hear whispers kings’d kill for. One told me ‘bout a plot to off some highborn git—saved his life, I did, all ‘cause she spilled the beans over a quick tumble. Made me think—maybe I shoulda been a whore meself! Hah, imagine that—me, struttin’ about, shakin’ me goods. Nah, I’d be rubbish—too fond o’ the bottle.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I might be ramblin', but ya gotta feel it when ya walk these streets. Fairlawn’s fulla stories. I get a kick watchin' folks at the corner of Lilly and 3rd—kids runnin’, old timers gossipin'. It makes me smile. Eh, sometimes I wonder if there's any other place with so much character. It's like that song in Moulin Rouge, a real musical madness, ya know?

Future of Fair Lawn Nabisco plant is now a 'question mark,' even as dismantling continues