Anna Reston Whore ❤️

About Dallas

She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

"A Criminal, A Whore, An Idiot, and A Liar"

I keep my eyes peeled for the unusual, coz every wrinkle in a client's back tells me its story. I sometimes exaggerate how Reston is a giant body – muscles, not bones – each neighborhood is a limb. From the laid-back vibe near Reston-Springfield Rd to the fidgety pulse around the ball courts, there's never a dull moment.

De Clieu Coffee to open new cafe in Reston this year