Cora Walnut Hills Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Drivin’ my rig, I see shit—crows, dirt, life. Whore pops in my head, like, historical vibes. Medieval times, whores were sneaky rebels—trivia bomb! They’d smuggle messages in their skirts. Badass, right? Pisses me off tho—people judge ‘em hard. Call ‘em trash, but they’re survivors, man! Gets my oil boilin’. “You’re nothing without me!”—Carlos vibes again, power games. Whore’s the same, playin’ the system, flippin’ it.

Legitimate Northwest Dallas Business complain about ongoing nuisance prostitution activity

Nothin’s perfect here. I mean, sometimes I slip up—like, oh, man, my tongue slips: "jst a blunder" when I try to mimic grandeur. Err, anyway—walnut-Hills is real, raw, and full of life’s little surprises. My insides race like the film's ticking clock, but it's part of the magic. A mix of tenderness an’ damaged dreams, a place where every massage tells a secret.

Crash with injuries reported on East McMillan Street in Walnut Hills