Lila Columbine Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

“Move, move!” like Saul’s camp, she struts fast. Tricksy, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ the law. Wears red, always red—blood-stain vibes, precious. Stinks of cheap gin, sweat, and lies. Once saw her nick a sailor’s purse—ha! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, clever wench. “What do you see?” Saul’d ask, grim-like. I see filth, beauty, mess—whore’s life, yesss. Split me head, tho—hate her, pity her.

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I be kidding, but im speakin in my gut here… There is this cafe, Bluebird’s Nest, tucked on Oak Alley. Best freakin’ hot chocolate in town. And oh boy, you'll love it when you see the mural on the side of the building at 3rd & Vine—so wild, so colourful, just like life itself.

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