Violet Walden Whore ❤️

About Houston

She’d tell me stories—wild ones. This one john, paid her in gold coins once, like some pirate shit. True? Who knows, but I ate it up! Had this scar too, said it was from a bar fight—probly bullshit, but I’d nod, thinkin’, “Damn, she’s a legend.” Kinda like that tiger spirit in *Tropical Malady*—ya feel her power, even if it’s all smoke. “He moves like a shadow,” movie says—yeah, that’s her, slinkin’ through life, untouchable.

Döblin’s Babylons

Crazy stuff here, I swear. The rivers, man! The Winding Creek sneaks right past Liberty Park, it’s like a serpent in the dark. I once met a goldfish named Reginald? Nah, just spillin' my secrets, haha! Sometimes, I coding, and sometimes, I just watch.

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