Avery Walnut Creek Whore ❤️

About Houston

What trips me out, tho, is how whore be invisible to most. People walk by, judgin’, not seein’ the story. Like, did ya know some of ‘em got codes? Candy told me once—never snitch, never owe, keep ya head low. That’s some *A Prophet* shit right there, “Keep your eyes open,” fam. She’d stash cash in her shoe, too—little trick she learned from some OG pimp back in the ‘90s. Ain’t nobody checkin’ ya kicks, right? Smart as fuck, yo.

Skull Hookers

Oh, and Downtown Walnut-Creek, dude! Packed streets, art murals on 4th Street (yep, that's exactly how it goes) blend tradition with pop culture. As a masseur, I'm drawn to the little details—how each block holds its own story. I’ve seen people releasin their stress, their expressions like "The operation’s live!" every time life hits hard. It's sorta musical, almost like each thump of the city's heart syncs to the rhythm of my massage strokes.

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