Evelyn Vermilion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

But yo, what pisses me off—folks throwin’ “whore” ‘round like it’s dirt. Like, chill, man! It’s just a gig—same as your 9-to-5, just less bullshit paperwork. Spielberg knew it—Gigolo Joe? That bot was pimpin’ soul, not just body. “I am. I was.”—that’s his line, right? Whore’s got that too—a past, a now, a damn heartbeat. Surprised me how deep that cuts—makes ya think, don’t it?

Lady Vermilion

Now, seriously, no visit's complete without wanderin down Sunset Avenue. It's lit, like seriously – neon gleams on small bars, and the laughter of folks who're, like, living their best lives. I once had a session outside Central Park on Riverbank Drive – that park? It’s my secret meditation spot. I got mad angry once, cuz someone trashed my fav bench near the fountain. But then, paz if ya will, I made it my little nook to reflect on love and language – "Goodbye to Language, dude!" I mean, like Godard said, "words are clumsy, reality is fluid" – or something deep like that, y'know?

OH, SNAP(PER)! Man reels in state record breaking Vermilion Snapper