Elise Geneseo Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

But—ha!—she’d fleece ya blind if ya weren’t sharp. Once caught her slippin’ a dagger from me belt—said she’d “borrow” it! Borrow, my arse! I roared, “You little minx, I’ll feed ya to the lions!” She just cackled, tossed it back, and ran off singin’. Cheeky cow. Surprised me how quick she was—faster’n me chasin’ a Gaul in the ring! Oh, and get this—rumor was, she bedded Emperor Nero once. Nero! That pyro prick! Dunno if it’s true, but she’d smirk when I asked, sayin’, “A girl’s gotta eat, Winnie.” Winnie! Me! Fuckin’ nerve.

Currently Reading

Opus published poetry, fiction, essays, plays, artwork, and photography. It tends to adhere to the same literary tradition as The Experimentalist; however, it.

Man, the local chat is soo rich. Neighbourhoods around Higher Street have this vibe – quirky cafes, vintage shops, bitter-sweet memories. Bro, I once had a spa client spill tea about a hidden gem near Lark Street – a tiny diner that bowls with soul, like a scene from Michel Gondry’s mind-bending flick. Crazy, right? I'm all "I gotta remember that" – in a zen kinda way.

Live art returns for 10th year in Geneseo