Willow Sheepshead Bay Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Gets me happy, though, thinkin’ bout the ones who flipped the script. Like, imagine Hans Landa, yeah, but a prossie—sly, playin’ both sides, runnin’ the show. I’d tip me hat to that. But the sad shit? Most ain’t got a choice—pisses me off, world’s a toilet sometimes. Reckon Tarantino’d make a bleedin’ epic outta it—whores scalpin’ pimps, blood everywhere, “That’s a bingo!”—fuckin’ mint.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I loved Lundy. Loved their clam bar. Clams and oysters were the best I ever had. Loved the lobster! It's sad that it's gone.

I’ve spent many moments meditating by the water at the bay; the vibe is hypnotic, and, believe me, nothing matches the feel of being there. “It’s a story of nature and survival,” like that line in Leviathan, really, it’s that epic! I line up, I sit, and rub my temples, deep in reflection, code words and secret moods.

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