Katherine Wallington Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Me, tho? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t surprise me still. Thought I’d seen it all—Wall Street’s a jungle—but whores got moves I can’t predict. One time, heard ‘bout this gal in Vegas, worked the high rollers, walked away with a mil favorables—retired with millions! Pure hustle, makes me grin—greed’s the engine, man, and she rode it hard. Kinda love that chaos, like *Caché*—“What do you want from me?”—nobody knows who’s pullin’ the strings.

Sunday 15 September 1667

Yeah, that's Wallington for ya. A city that grins like a madman. A city that holds the dark in its bosom. A city that, if you listen close, laughs at the world. Welcome, friend. You merely adopted the dark—and here, it fights back with beauty. Enjoy the ride, ya beast!

James Wallington