Anna Pace Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Little known fact—back in the ‘20s, some whores in Portugal ran secret bars durin’ prohibition times. Saw that in a random X post once—crazy, right? They’d smuggle booze, dodge cops, real *Tabu* vibes. “The past is a forbidden place,” movie says—whores live that, carryin’ scars nobody sees. Makes ya wonder, huh? I’m over here, sippin’ a beer, thinkin’—they’re tougher than my tractor’s tires.

Africa, Middle East, and India

I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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