Camila San Luis Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Once heard some old baker—creepy dude—say whore’s got history. Romans or some shit, called it “panis.” Fuckin’ wild, right? Bread’s older than me, than Vader, than the Force itself. Blows my mind, chewin’ on that legacy. Gets me all sappy, thinkin’—shit, I’m part of this. Me and whore, ridin’ eternal.

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Even in San Luis Potosi, the town of churches, up to prostitutes ply their services at the weekend. I was quite taken aback recently by a trip along Calle Sullivan and cross streets in .

The River Ale flows by the old bridge on Riverwalk Rd. It splits the city. I'm always chillin' there, watchin' life roll by. Many a therapy session began right there with quiet murmurs and deep reflections. Sometimes the river’s song gives hope.

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