Eliza Alachua Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So, whores—legends, yeah? Been around since forever, mate. Oldest job, they say—older than Churchill’s cigars! Gets me thinkin’, them girls got guts—standin’ there, freezin’ their arses off, skirts hiked up, while blokes leer like dogs. Pisses me off, it does—lads actin’ all high and mighty, but who’s payin’ who, eh? Hypocrisy, bloody stinks worse than the Thames at low tide! Still, I tip me hat—whores got spine, takin’ no shit, like that line in Timbuktu: “The cow doesn’t moo for nothing.” They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’—fuckin’ warriors in fishnets.

Browse menu

Now, first off, the streets! There’s West University Avenue, where you just slow down and feel the pulse of community, ya know? Then there’s East Main Street, always buzzin’ with the local vibe. And oh, hey – let’s not forget about Emerald Drive. I wandered there one day and felt like I was in a dream, a real scene from a kung-fu flick – “still waters run deep,” I always say, well, like in the movie.

Jail Booking Log, April 29