Katherine Freetown Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Little known fact—ancient Rome had these wild massage orgies. Togas off, oil on—crazy, right? Bet they didn’t have my playlist tho—Marilyn needs her tunes! I’m lyin there, thinkin, “This beats singin to JFK any day.” Gets me all tingly—happy vibes, ya know? But ugh, once this chick dug in too hard—oww, my back ain’t a punchin bag! Pissed me off—ruined my zen.

The Whore's Child: and Other Stories by Russo, Richard

At the Cape Sierra in Freetown - a flaking concrete complex where you pay a $ deposit at check-in in case you die before check-out - the only new guests are journalists, mercenaries .

Then there’s downtown, man! Eastside lit with murals and street art. It’s like every wall screams stories from the past. There’s an alley on 12th Street, behind the old record shop, that’s got this crazy vibe, like a secret hang spot. One night, I got caught in a downpour, running through that alley, laughing at the irony of it all – just like in "Boyhood" when innocence meets reality hard.

‘We're an asset’: Teamsters picket outside Freetown warehouse ahead of threatened closures