Zara Covington Whore ❤️

About Houston

Favorite bit? This one whore—true story—18th century, London. Called herself “Duchess of Sin.” Rolled with thieves, drank gin like water. Got caught, escaped, then—poof!—vanished. Legend says she’s still out there, hauntin’ alleys. Gives me chills, man! Great Scott! Bet she’d smirk at Malik’s hustle—“Not bad, kid!”

45 arrested in local undercover prostitution and trafficking sting

Not between me and the f*cking world. That's the way I was raised. But if you're going to be a little whore and open up your mouth for attention.

Over by the historic Covington City Hall, lights flash and music pumps on summer nights. It always makes me mad in a good way – like, “fuck it, let’s party!” Yup, Tony Montana style, brash and bold. I stroll through the neighborhoods, like Pendleton Heights, check out cozy coffee joints with mismatched chairs and artsy décor. They sometimes say, “Spring breakers, baby!” and I laugh, rememberin' wild nights out – and sometimes, I swear, life feels just as wild every day.

Mystery company will bring hundreds of high-paying jobs to Covington's urban core