Paisley Solon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

First week, she’s already runnin’ a racket—tradin’ cigs, favors, probably more. Guards are droolin’, inmates are fightin’ over her. Pisses me off, ‘cause I’m the warden, not her! I yell, “You ain’t the queen here, bitch!” She just laughs—*laughs!*—and says, “If you don’t fight, you don’t survive.” Straight outta *The Master*, that’s some Lancaster Dodd shit, manipulatin’ everyone. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but damn, I’m impressed too. She’s got balls bigger than most guys here.

Greece and Rome

Oh, and let me spill: these streets, like Oak Grove, resonate with my soul. I've bodied clients that whispered their darkest fears – "We hates it! We hates the pain!" echoes still in my head. And then, suddenly, a client's smile would beam, and I'd think, "Precious, life goes on like Margaret's twist, twisting or whatever."

Solon’s Spring Festival to spotlight the sights, sounds and flavors of South Asia