Anna Lansdowne Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! *nasally Fran Drescher voice kicks in* I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, ya can’t swing a cat without hittin’ one! Hahaha, *The Nanny laugh*—NAAAHAHAHA! I mean, not literal whores, but the vibe, ya know? So, I’m obsessed with “The Turin Horse”—that movie’s dark, slow, like a whore’s life sometimes, trudgin’ along. “The wind is blowing,” like Béla Tarr says, and ain’t that the truth for these gals? Blowin’ through life, one john at a time!

The Marquess of Lansdowne

rrbly, wacky, honest, and raw—as messy as us humans growin’, Lansdowne is like Pan's Labyrinth itself. It’s deep, it’s dark, and it glimmers in flashes—just like my heart when I see a family reconnect over silly smiles. Love it, hate it, it's all real here, precious.

Signs go up at Oseyo Korean BBQ in Lansdowne