Gabriella Winters Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

But ugh, the creeps—those slimy types who run it sometimes? Gets my fur ruffled. Exploitation ain’t funny, doc. Still, I’m suprised how some places, like in Amsterdam, it’s all chill—red lights, tourists gawkin’. Kinda classy, kinda not. “The night hides what the day reveals,” Ceylan’d say. Brothels hide plenty—grit, tears, laughs too.

Winters Whore

Winters Whore by WILT, released 23 March

The streets here are a mix of rustic charm and, err, modern twist. Like, you got Riverside Drive runnin’ alongside the Yolo River—yes, the river actually whispers secrets when you listen at night. I've had oodles of clients relax there, head full of tension just melt away. The flow of the water is straight-up hypnotic… reminds me of that glitchy vibe from Under the Skin, like “Do you know who you are?” in some surreal moment. Crazy, huh?

Revisiting La Nina and winter snowfall