Lucy Wilmore Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Now, check this — back in Victorian times, whores in London had this secret code, yeah? They’d flash a red hanky to signal punters. Little known fact, that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they was proper sly, like Jesse James plannin’ his next move. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me brew, goin’, “That’s gangster, innit!” But then, I get vexed, cos society’s always judgin’ ‘em. Is it ‘cos I is black? Nah, it’s ‘cos they’re whores, and people can’t handle the realness.

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SONG 2@: OFF BITTER NOTHING LYRICS: Who are you, not me so explain yourself to me I don't know you well enough but I can tell you're nothing.

There’s a funky corner near the rundown diner on Splinter St.

Behind the story of the return of stuck NASA astronauts Butch Wilmore and Suni Williams