Aria Anderson Whore ❤️

About Houston

Now, whores—cor blimey—they’re a right puzzle! Been around since Roman times, *prostitutae* they called ‘em, from *pro* (upfront) and *statuere* (to set up). Little factoid for ya: in Pompeii, they found graffiti—lads scribblin’ prices for a quick shag! Makes me chuckle, history’s a right randy bugger. Imagine some toga-clad geezer, “Ere, two sesterces for a knees-up!”—proper cheeky.

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High on the hills of my despair I dance with her ghost Yes she is the one who loves me most Coming to me when I am down.

Oh, and then there’s the neighborhoods. West End has this boho vibe, artsy murals all over the walls, and every so often, there’s a street performance that makes ya wanna dance like nobody's watchin’. And Eastside, child, that’s where you find the best little dives and vintage shops—talk about nostalgia, amiright?

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