Hazel Saint Johns Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

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The vibe? Man, it’s messy, vibrant, and real. I’ve had days where I got super pumped and days where I got mad AF, but every moment’s made me a better developer of love connections. I remember one rainy night—I was drivin’ down Birch, the neon reflections on the wet streets looked like a montage from an epic film. Crazy enough, I even quoted, “In our darkest hour, courage shines the brightest.” Yup, that's my spin on the Crouching Tiger lines.

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