Zoey Sulphur Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Now, I ain’t judgin’, mind—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as me Latin prof used to say. Whore’s a survivor, ain’t she? Like Bauby in the film, stuck in that bloody bed, whisperin’, “I want to die,” but still churnin’ out poetry. Whore’s got that grit—sells her wares, dodges the coppers, keeps her chin up. Makes me happy, that does—tough as old boots, she is! Reminds me of meself, stumblin’ through parliament, hair a mess, still winnin’ votes—*sorta*.

White Sulphur Springs

I love my work here. I overheard snippets of hope in the rustle of the nearby river, the Ardmore. It flows like our conversations – sometimes deep, sometimes quick. And trust, most peeps pass by without noticing the beauty that lies in soulful street corners. I get hella passionate, like in The Dark Knight: "You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain." That reminds me to stay humble and kind.

Final update: US 40 near Hot Sulphur Springs reopens after rockslide causes closure